Go get your workout on

You reach into your locker, and grab your shirt and shorts. You pull the shorts on. They live up to their name, ending just below the bottom of your ass. The legs are loose, allowing for some airflow. However, they'll also give anyone who's at the right angle a show.

The shirt isn't too much better. You pull it on, then tug it into place over your breasts. It ends just below your breasts, with a deep, wide 'V' in the front, extending just past your nipples. The collar is long gone, removed when you realized there was a nearby laundromat you could use to avoid your mom seeing the shirt. Your nipples make two points in the material, just barely hidden beneath the torn edges of the 'V'. It's a touch loose, too. If you bend over, someone will get a good view up, or down, it, no problem.

You leave the sandals in the locker. They'll just get in the way of a lot of the activities in the gym. You do spot a small key on top of them, though. Jason must have left you a spare. You strap it to your wrist. The only question you have now, is what to do?

There's the weight room, various classes, and a climbing wall in back, near the pool.