You hear the last bell of the day ring you attempt to get her attention but fail due to the fact that she has once again resigned to listening to some music with her headphones on. You shaken and swayed inside her stomach as the slushy remains of her lunch (excluding yourself if you are willing to classify yourself as being part of lunch). Although one would expect the resulting odor to smell unpleasing or even bizarre, it instead is rich with the aroma of that apple juice that she 'accidentally' dumped on you.
The shake and swaying stop suddenly but are placed by a barely noticeable vibration.
"Do me a favor, Adam, and try not to move too much. I don't want us to get into a reck."
This is your opportunity to convince her to let you. "Shouldn't you let me out then?"
"And let the bitches get a first look at your naked body? I don't think so."
Eventually, Brittany arrives at her home and immediately heads into her bedroom.