Change of clothes, and a key.

Once inside, Isabel quickly took off the shorts, letting out a gasp at what she saw. "I really hope no one saw too much of this... She said with a deep blush. Getting back into her locker she found her old spare black shorts. They fit well enough “though there was the pesky pocket hole, the right one… or was it the left one?” She thought before closing up her locker again. Stuffing her key in her pocket.

Looking in the mirror. Isabel found her shirt was wet but not soaked. She took some time to dry off her pink top (reluctantly exposing herself again) with a hand dryer before making herself presentable and leaving. Returning to the main floor, Isabel now felt much more noticed than before. Making her way to a nearby cycling machine, she did her best to feel comfortable before she starting to peddle. Slowly, as nothing more happened, most of the gym goers lost interest. Most going back to working out, but one young man kept his eye on the girl for anything that might happen next.

Watching as she went from the cycle machine to the stair mill and back again uneventfully. He nearly lost interest until he caught… a faint glint of light and barley audible *click*. Revealing the oblivious blond babe had just dropped something, but what? Soon after when Isabella got off to take a break the teen made his way over, looking for whatever she may have dropped. Though originally looking for the object so he could return it and score points with the cute blond… This all changed when he saw his treasure. A gold key labeled with her locker number!

“No. Fucking .WAY!” The young man named Miles thought giddily as he picked it up. Looking from the key to Isabel he smiled mischievously. With the area around the lockers nearly deserted and seeing no one come out of either locker room in or out for some time. Miles decided this was his chance! Sneaking seamlessly into the girls locker room with his bag in hand, he quickly found and Isabel’s locker planning to…?