A school shower should be short and sweet.

Not wanting to waste too much time, Christina got her head and body fully soaped and closed her eyes while the hot water rinsed away the sweat. She could hear the last students leaving the locker room and she cleaned herself. She took a moment to stretch her back under the hot water before shutting the shower off.

“What the hell?”

Christina turned towards the shower entrance and saw the third teen leaning out of the entrance, realizing that this was the girl who had gotten into the shower before her and Sara had arrived. When she turned around Christina recognized it was Cassie, a girl she’d had a few classes with over the last few years but didn’t know too well in general. Cassie was several inches taller than both Christina and Sara, slightly on the lanky side but had a firm bust and long legs that Christina knew boys must look at.

Cassie stood by the entrance, alarmed, her hands slightly over her body, “our towels are gone!”

Christina heard Sara’s water shut off and she walked towards Cassie quickly, her hands covering her more modestly than Cassie had. “What? What did you say?”

“Our towels, they’re not on the hooks. You left yours there too, right?”

“Yeah, where else would I put it?”

“Well they’re all gone, and the rack holding more towels is completely empty!”

Sara stepped past Cassie and looked out into the locker room. Christina realized that she’d subconsciously clamped her hands across her breasts and vagina in distress as Cassie had explained the situation.

“They’re gone, I can’t believe it!” Sara said. “I guess one of the gym teachers gathered them all for the laundry.”

“No, no way,” Cassie said, “there’s no way they didn’t hear the showers running, they would have waited.”

“Well I guess we’re drying off with our clothes, or just getting dressed wet.”

Christina started walking towards the other girls, worried at the extent that things had gone missing. She could see her locker from the shower entrance, and saw it gaping wide open and empty.

“No, guys,” she said, stammering, “my clothes are gone, I can tell from here.”

Cassie spun around and walked into the locker room, her wet feet slightly slipping on the tile floor due to her brisk pace. She turned past a row of lockers to the second row and disappeared from sight. Sara followed her, slightly hunched over in embarrassment.

“Oh my god,” Christina heard her friend gasp, “Mine are too!”

“And mine,” Cassie confirmed.

Christina padded to her locker to confirm it was empty, even though she could already tell it was. Her heart was dropping with each second, panicking to think of a solution or explanation to the insane hornet’s nest she found herself in.

“Who the hell would do this?” Sara demanded.

“There must be some guys who snuck in here,” Cassie answered. “They’re probably waiting in the hall for us to come out!”

Christina pressed her hands against her body even tighter at the thought of boys seeing her like this. She’d dated a bit but never been undressed in front of another guy before. And for a “first” to happen like this…”

“Well if one of us peeks just our head out of the door,” Sara said, “we can demand our stuff back, and not get seen. We can make them toss our clothes in or threaten to tell the school faculty.”

“Well who gets to do that?” Cassie asked.

Sara took a deep breath and stepped up towards the door. She huddled behind it, keeping one hand across her chest and grabbing the handle with her other arm. She pulled the door open just enough to stick her head out and she quickly looked around.

“There’s no one out there.”

“What?” Christina asked.

“There’s no one, I looked towards the hallways and doorways first, no one was trying to look around the corner, no one standing in the hallway that leads to the exit.”

“Then why the hell would anyone do this?” Cassie practically shouted. She walked to the door and stuck her own head out to confirm. “Joke’s over asshole! Come on, give us our stuff!” She paused for a moment, looking back and forth, before stepping back and slamming the door shut. “This is so fucked. What are we going to do?”

“We could try to shout for one of the gym teachers, their office is in the gym, they should be able to hear us.”

“No,” Cassie said, “It’s Thursday, they clear out immediately.”

“Well we need to find something to wear,” Christina spoke up. “Where would anyone keep clothes in the school?”

“You’re really thinking of going out there like this?”

“I don’t see any other choice! The gym teachers are gone, if a teacher walks past the locker rooms we could shout to them for help, but I don’t know if any would have any reason to come this way, their parking lot is on the other side of the school.”

“There are lots of after-school clubs going on, yearbook, chess club, all of that. We’ll get caught.”

“Do you have any better ideas?”

Cassie fell silent.

“Okay,” Christina said. “Let’s think of where we can find something to wear.”