In for a Penny...

"You know, I think I have a solution. If you're completely tarted up, there's no way they will think your presentation would be smart. You'll get the attention, but I'll get the glory. I'm sure that's what you want anyway, isn't it?" Beth asked.

"Whoa, what do you mean by that? I just want to be noticed. I didn't ask for any of this attention." Anna replied.

"But you've already gotten started. It only makes sense to push the boundary more."

"What are you suggesting?" Anna asked, a bit scared of what the answer will be.

"THIS!"

Beth pulled Anna's blouse open, ripping all the buttons off in the process.

"What at you doing?! I'm gonna get in more trouble!" Anna shrieked.

"Not so, the principal gave you that note. It says your current outfit needs to be accepted since you've already been punished for it." Beth explained.

"Which means?"

"It means that since no one can know for sure what your outfit looks like, you can be showing more or less in each class, and you won't get in trouble."

Anna rolled her eyes at the explanation. There was no way any teacher would buy it. They'd call the principal to verify for sure.

"Don't believe me? Ok then. If you walk in, and give Mr. Barclay the note, and he doesn't call the principal, you have to remove your bra. If he does call the principal, you can rat me out."

Anna agreed and to make things more interesting, she tied the loose tails of her blouse together under her breasts to push them up higher, giving her more cleavage. With the knot in place, Anna entered the classroom.