Hairtie

“Of course…great, like this day could get any worse.”

Upon opening the envelope her heart sank seeing something that wasn't her own. Inside it was a purple hair tie. The only cover it would provide was the hair out of her face. Renee felt dumb even entertaining the thought of trusting Tracey. It was then she remembered the word maybe in the letter. She had avoided being seen by anyone only for the obvious, easily quick choice that Tracey knew the redhead would make to leave her with nothing to show for it.

Now the auburn haired lass had no choice but to go through the entire rec center with just her shoes, socks, and hair tie she fastened to her still wet locks in a ponytail. A wave of confidence gathered inside her, no way would Tracey make her feel like that first day after school, she would take the challenge with pride.

“Holy shit dude full moon with a kitty out!”

“Ohmygodno…”

Renee's newfound self assurance instantly drained as did the color of her face as her jaw dropped. She froze like a deer in headlights hearing the statement about her boisterous bare booty. She slowly began to stand up and looked behind her, seeing the entire boys basketball team all glaring at her wet, quivering, round, milky white, uncovered buttocks. She slowly began to place an arm across her chest and a palm to her bushy crotch as she turned around facing the group of teenaged boys.

“Um…I…um…came to look for some clothes…”

“Clearly you have failed..”

“And the best way to do that was dressing like Eve?”

“That's Renee bro! Totally recognize those tits from the video Barker got at her surprise party.”

“Cake factory right there for sure.”

“Dude why is she naked?”

“Cute shoes babe! Go great with your handkini!”

“Do you still have that giant bush?!”

Renee squealed at the last comment, with her hands glued to her front private areas. With no other options other than get her clothes that were hopefully at the flagpole. And so she ran as fast as possible towards the exit which was behind the boys who all got a chance to grab at any parts of her flesh they could. Mainly though that was her buttocks being pinched, slapped, rubbed and grabbed at the massive canvas it provided.

Opening the doors to the main hallway caused the group of people just outside the door to look towards Renee in her best Venus pose. She let out another scream before deciding to head back the way she came, past the women's locker room, and to the door leading to the back of the building.