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All things considered, Noah's first visit to the 404 hadn't been [i]horrible.[/i] Sure, he'd only been there because principal Hinton decided to pull out of the parking lot without looking for an oncoming pickup truck, but the worst part about the whole ordeal were the awkward looks he'd gotten from his fellow students when they discovered him there and the subsequent loss of anything even resembling interest when he'd explained the circumstances. Well, that and the fact that he now had to take a public bus into town for the foreseeable future. He wondered just how long it'd take the guys at Pennzoil to fix his admittedly beat up Chevy. It wasn't a particularly long walk to the bus stop or anything, but just how the mismatched group of teenagers ended up walking together and not immediately fracturing was beyond him. 

That was, until the two females of the group decided jumping a fence into an abandoned construction site was a good idea. If there were an opportune time for the group to split up, this was it. Noah didn't know either of the two girls particularly well, but much like Connor, he didn't particularly like the idea of following them over. At least, not until he heard C.J. mention the time. Noah responded by fetching a Nokia mobile phone out of his left pocket with an easy grin on his face.

[color=lightblue]"It's only an extra ten minu-"[/color]

Noah's eyes went grim when he glanced down at the screen in his left hand. Just how long had they been in room 404? Just how long had they been walking along making idle chatter? Needless to say, Noah didn't fancy having to call his parents to pick him up in the city because he'd somehow managed to miss the bus. He pocketed the phone and didn't take more than a second to make up his mind and climb the fence himself. It didn't take him much more than a single vault. Benefits of being a considerably taller than average teenager. That, and he could reach the top shelf at the supermarket where all the good Little Debbie's snacks were kept.

[color=lightblue]"Well, you know what they say about strength in numbers."[/color]

Noah dropped to the other side of the barrier with a bit of a thump and shrugged his shoulders.

[color=lightblue]"What's the worst that could happen?"[/color]