Behind the dumpsters.

“Alright. I’ll go to the dumpsters,” she finally said.

“Okay. I’ll be back as fast as I can. I’ll try to run but if the shirt starts riding up on me…”

“I get it. Just do whatever you can.”

Sara put her shoulder on her friend’s arm and squeezed lightly, before Christina stepped away from the door. She watched her friend scoot through the opening and disappear into the halls.

Settling back against the door Christina planned out her move to the dumpsters. She knew that she wasn’t far from the cafeteria and the dumpsters were right outside their back door, but going through the cafeteria was out because it hosted at least one school program each day of the week. The next closest exit was reached through a hall that passed right by the two cafeteria entrances and the chances were good that the doors would be open. She didn’t like her chances of trying to sneak by them unseen.

The next furthest door would be her best option, and she was thankful that it wasn’t too far away. It went down the hallway near the drama and music rooms, but not down the hallway housing those rooms themselves. Since drama and band were popular clubs Christina didn’t want to pass those rooms, but the hall to the exit was one of the less traveled ones in the afternoons in general.

Okay, I have a plan now, she thought. Let’s get moving. I don’t want to miss Sara returning with some clothes because I hit too many delays.

Pulling the door open she peeked out into the hall, making sure there was no one around before she stepped out of the restroom. Her hands immediately jumped back in front of her body and she started a fast walk through the corridor.

Reaching the first corner, she slowed down and peeked around the corner first. The coast was still clear. Whirling around the corner she picked her pace back up. She kept glancing behind herself to make sure no one appeared behind her. The school practically felt abandoned at times.

She turned another corner, then froze when she heard the sound of a door opening. It was one of the restrooms down the hall she was facing! She leapt back behind the corner and flattened herself against the wall. Two footsteps, then the door pulling itself closed, then the footsteps starting again.

Are those coming towards me or going away?

She decided not to walk and find out. Scurrying back the way she came she ducked into an alcove where a classroom door stood closed, the lights out behind it. Christina’s ears strained, trying to gauge which direction the person walking was heading.

Shit, they’re definitely getting closer!

Gripping the doorknob she slowly turned it, finding it unlocked. Trying to make as little sound as possible she twisted the knob and pulled the door open. She slipped inside and guided the door closed as softly as she could. Taking a step back so the darkness of the room could hide her, she ducked down and waited. A student she didn’t recognize soon came briefly into view then disappeared just as quickly. She took a deep breath and let her stomach settle. Her hands were shaking with fear and humiliation. She knew this was only a short delay and she should make it to the dumpsters in time. She allowed herself a moment to breathe and regain her composure.

After a few minutes of silence she peered through the window and felt it was clear to continue. She left the relative safety of the classroom and stepped back into the hallway. She turned the corner back into the hallway that was previously denied to her. The exit she was planning to take was dead ahead.

Christina settled into a near-jog, a slight bounce coursing through her exposed ass, trying to step softly to minimize the noise she made while keeping a fast pace. The sooner she could get back into hiding, the better. She reached the hallway leading to the drama club and band rooms, paused briefly before crossing the passage then hustling to the door leading outside.

Her heartbeat started picking up again as she looked through the sidelight windows surrounding the doors. The idea of going outside like this terrified her. The door faced a short field and the street beyond. She saw one car drive past. Traffic was light. Once outside she would run immediately to her left, turn a corner to the rear of the school and then to the dumpsters.

She heard a door somewhere behind her open. Turning around she realized it was one of the doors in the hallway she had just passed. Two sets of footsteps started stepping and she heard a girl’s voice say that the next school play was going to be such crap.

They’re coming this way! Oh god, it’s now or never. I just hope another car doesn’t come by…

Christina pushed the door open and stepped outside. Sunlight hit parts of her body she’d never allowed it to before. Pausing for a split second to make sure no one was around, she slapped her hands over her breasts and vagina once more before she started sprinting towards the corner.

She didn’t pause when she reached the corner, trusting Sara saying that it was rare for anyone to come back here. A tiny pang of relief hit her when she saw no one around. She let her modesty go and ran as fast as she could, pumping her arms to gain as much speed as she could.

She reached the dumpsters and darted around the wall enclosing one side of them. She had to walk sideways to scoot through the narrow gap but managed to get by without any trouble. Crouching down, she pressed her back against the rear of the dumpster and prayed that Sara would get here soon. As her pulse settled she realized that her cheeks were went and she wiped a few tears away with the back of her hand.

I don’t want to be out here naked like this, please hurry up…