"Good enough," George said, grabbing the toilet seat and the wreckage. I jumped off the counter just as Fred grabbed my hand and hauled me after Goerge who was already halfway to the door. George peaked his head out and, I guess, saw the boys I’d mentioned at the end of the hall. He grabbed my free arm and pulled me in between himself and Fred. The thereof us exited the bathroom and they did their best to keep me from being spotted so know one would know I’d been in there. After we walked down from the bathroom and the group of boys and heard the door open and close we took off sprinting away from the scene of the crime.