Foolproof Plan

Clara exhaled through her mouth in frustration. Grabbing Hera's hand, she pulled her out of the room while muttering about wasting so much time already. Hera heard her heart thundering against her ribcage harshly. She found herself voiceless and would have been motionless as well if it wasn't for Clara dragging her along. She followed robotically while the latter led the way, her bag forgotten on the floor in the classroom. 

The girl cursed when Hera couldn't keep up with her speed. Clara was half jogging and was displeased that she couldn't run and reach the luncheon bar sooner because Hera couldn't move her feet any faster.