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(chapter originally by williwall on writing.com)

"I-I'm Yukari!" she blurted out. The crowd laughed.

Yukari stared out at the crowd nervously, trying to put on the same confident posture that Mitsuru had. As she shifted her pose and placed her hand on her right hip, she felt something brush against the front of her thigh. Her eyes widened. Her string panties had loosened on the left, causing the string to swing down her leg. The flimsy panties hung partially on her right leg, but threatened to slip down if she moved. Yukari glared at Junpei, standing backstage, who seemed to be making some sort of strange hand gesture at the front row.

"Is that your boyfriend, miss?" the announcer asked.

Yukari felt her panties suddenly slip further down her legs. "No!" she shouted, blushing furiously. She quickly scanned the crowd, looking to see if anyone had noticed the bit of pink strap that now dangled from the underside of her dress.

"Yukari, good luck! You're the best!"

A group of boys started boisterously cheering at her from the front row. Yukari looked out, startled. Ugh, they were Junpei's loser friends. Yukari's expression became stony-faced. The crowd murmured. 'Stupid Junpei,' she thought, 'These are the last people who I want to have cheering for me.'

Junpei looked over. It wasn't working. He needed something to get the crowd on her side. He looked over at the special effects section backstage. He pressed a button.

On stage, Yukari was answering the announcer's questions, feeling slightly more confident in herself. The lights shifted dramatically, shifting become brighter. "As I was saying, when you're as popular as-" She cut off suddenly as the front row started cheering. The crowd giggled. Yukari looked over irritably.

"Er, Yukari," interjected the announcer, your, ah, dress-"

Yukari looked down. In the brighter lighting, she saw that her flimsy dress was thinner than she realized. The cloth hugged her breasts and made it obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. "You can see her nipples!" somebody helpfully called out.

Yukari turned beet red, hugging her chest. Junpei frantically searched through the buttons. "Damn it, that was the wrong one!" he exclaimed. He pressed two more. A bunch of streamers and sparkles shot out over the stage from the sides and the floor. Unfortunately, one of the streamer jets lay directly beneath Yukari's feet. A sudden blast of air shot out from between her legs, lifting her dress very, very high in to the air, and off her body. Yukari pressed her eyelids down, trying to prevent hot tears from sliding down her cheeks. The entire crowd was cheering. Junpei quickly turned the streamers off.

Junpei ran over. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Shivering, and partially naked, Yukari glared at him through tear-filled eyes. Her hair was dishevelled and covered in streamers. Her breasts were covered in sparkles, accentuating her large nipples. A pair of partially undone pink string panties clung to her thighs.

Yukari slapped him. She had been exposed and humiliated in front of the entire school. It really was the worst day.

As she stepped forward, the thread on her panties loosened again. They slid down her thighs to her feet, coming to a rest on the floor of the stage. The crowd silenced as they stared up at her shaved slit.

Class 2-F won the Miss Gekkoukokan competition by a landslide that year.