Another paper ball thrown

Before Jessica could think too hard about her predicament, another paper ball was thrown at the back of her head. Turning back in frustration, she soon dropped her countenance as she saw a familiar piece of clothing dangling from 50's girl's fingers.

"Hey Klutzy Lutzy," the girl waved Jessica's underwear around, at least keeping her voice down this time, "looking for this?"

"Wh- what...?" Jessica could barely speak, "H-how...?"

The girl refused to answer as the other girls giggled, simply giving a smirk. Jessica turned around and started raising her hand to alert the teacher of the situation before the girl stopped her.

"Just so you know," the girl explained, "I'm the teacher's favorite around here. Whom do you think she'll trust - me, or the class streaker?"

The class streaker! Jessica's face burned - not only was this girl after her dignity, but already she was developing a reputation around these parts! She was petrified - clearly this wasn't going to stop unless it was stopped, but at the time she didn't know what to do, or what the girl had in mind for the rest of her clothing.