<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/emma-roberts-empire-state.jpg)</div><br/>The phone dialed but there was no signal.  She took two steps to her left and tried again.<br/><br/>A number of things happened all at once.  The sound of breaking glass brought her attention up from her phone before she shielded her eyes from the sparks emitted from the softball wedged between the bars,<strong>"you got to be fucking kidding me,"</strong>she commented as the ball, now blackened and smoking, rolled across the ground.  Brad crumbled to the ground with a sharp cry of pain before he began ranting at someone.  Jess looked at Stef then Raye and then the rest as she tried to figure out just who Brad was screaming at.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>"Is he okay?</strong></span>she whispered to Stef as her friend approached.  A small smile formed on her lips from the compliment but Jess only shrugged.  It didn't really seem like a prank any more.<br/><br/>The sound of breaking glass echoed in the classroom again and Jess shot a nasty look at the tattooed freak who seemed to simply want to smoke.  At least Tessa had been polite enough to blow it out the window.  Jess hadn't missed Red, the fat little pig, collecting all the food herself.  It was something that would need to be rectified later, but in the meantime politics needed to be Jess' focus.  At Red's question she gave the dork a worried smile and head shake no.<br/><br/>It was Dyllan, good old nerdy Dyllan, who began to think his way out of the situation.  Despite Stef calling him a nerd, Jess asked,<strong>"is it possible to short out the bars?  Or is that just Hollywood stuff?"</strong>It was an idea, though she didn't know how good of an idea until someone smarter told her, but then that's why smart people were there.<br/><br/>Jess crossed the room to the window, picked up Tessa's cigarette butt, and put it to her lips before exhaling.  She usually only smoked when she drank, but the cigarette would likely help her keep calm.<strong>"Thanks,"</strong>was all she said to Tessa before bending over and looking through the broken hole.  She wanted to see where they were, and if screaming for help would get anyone's attention.  She was extremely careful to not get anywhere close to the electrified bars herself.<br/><br/>She turned back to the group,<strong>"Stef's got a point.  We may not have jackets but clothes can be used and we can stack some of these desks to provide a partial block.  Max, where would you put the cameras if you were wanting full coverage of the room?"</strong>The theater geek was likely the most competent person for the question, though Dyllan and Red might know the answer as well.  Jess then pulled off her own black and grey shirt, revealing a white tank underneath, along with her bra straps, and tossed it into Max's face.<br/><br/><strong>"I trust you'll make good use of that."</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/>