SAHARA AKA The Slippery One

After all the commotion from yesterday, certain pro hero were placed on security detail. Sahara was placed on the left side of the inner gate for the school. Little did she know, she was standing outside the exam room window. She was just honored to be there.

Her left hand unscrewed the top of her water bottle as she looked around for suspicious characters. There was nothing, but she was there early and she didn't even see any students enter at the point. 

“I really hope no one comes. These kids need to be free of distractions.” Her words were earnest as she brought the bottle to her lips and sipped. Her tanned skin shined in the sunlight like she was covered in glitter. Her red bikini, a perfect compliment to her skin. “No distractions at all.”

While she had some time, she brushed her hand across her collarbone, then threw a sticky substance onto her surfboard. Next she bent down to go inside her bag.  Sahara pulled out a rag from her backpack, which contained a lot of waters. Delicately, she wiped the substance across the board.

“Can't ever let them catch me slipping.”