She wondered if they could tell she was a girl. She did, after all, have girl parts that had not exactly been easy to hide. Climbing down from the high tunnel where she sat, cutting her foot on the jagged tock. She hissed. Hobbling over to the cave entrance, she realized this was going to be much harder than she had anticipated moments ago. Her foot was now leaving a red trail of blood behind her, and stretched out in front of her was nothing but beach. Sand, which would surely sting terribly. She began to reconsider why she had even decided to come here, but then shook the thought out of her head. This was something she had to do. Making sure her jacket covered anything and everything that could get her caught, she ran out into the night.
Momentarily, she forgot about the fact that she was breaking the rules, and focused instead on the seething pain that was writhing through her foot. She swore she could feel each individual grain of sand as it lodged itself into her skin. She ran until she was sure that none of the other boys were around. She knew exactly where to find a tooth.