Just have to deal.

Feeling much the small child not the 18 year old woman she was as of today Alex sat down outside the Vice Principles office while the woman inside had a 5 minute phone conversation with Alex's mother, during that time a member of the staff came in and left. Everyone seemed to be in good spirits about the whole thing Alex thought positively as her mind tried to replay the ride up here with her new understanding of how exposed she was.

After what felt like an eternity for Alex she was finally let inside. Her mother's voice came out of the speaker of the desk phone.

"Honey if this is your way of acting out in teenage rebelian I can't stop you, but honestly this is a bit much, can't we just dye your hair?" -M

"Mom, listen I don't know what to tell you but I need your help. My clothes disappeared. I put on underwear this morning and now they're gone and so are my bloomers. Can you come get me please!" Alex said in a rush of embarrassment.

"Honey your bloomers are on your bed where you left them. Lucky for you I was paying attention when I came in to collect all the goodwill donations before work." Came her mothers measured reply

"They're...what?" Came the confused response as Alex tried to remember actually putting on the garment in question and found herself certain she had -thought- about it but not actually sure if she had put them on today.

"Ok enough of the dumb blonde routine, they found your panties looped around your bike seat. Your bloomers are at home, I'm at work, I really don't have time for this right now. Whatever play for attention, or exhibitionist phase you're doing this is is going to have to work on someone else. You wanna spend your first day as an adult running around naked that's your decision, but you're staying in school, it's a fucking half day for christ sake get over it and no more stunts."

There was a click and several seconds of silence. While Alex struggled to meet her vice principles gaze.

Seeing the blushing young woman before her the Vice Principle felt good in the decision she had come to with the girls mother. She was an academically gifted student with a minor attitude issue due to mainly boredom. Stellar attendance. This really was the first major issue out of the teen. So the two had decided. She would get off light attending a detention helping clean the school after classes let out for spring break. While having to live with her decisions in lack of proper attire. The prolonged embarrassment would serve to remind the teen not to pull such stunts in the future.

The blushing teen was allowed to meekly collect her panties from there position on the desk. And given a tardy slip for her home room.

As the door clicked shut behind the young girl Mrs. Woodworth took a deep breathe in. Relishing the lingering essence of embarrassment wafting from the cheerleader.
She pulled out a small desk mirror and began examining her face. She felt the presence of a sprite returning eager to pass on it's collected bounty of energy. She watched as the wrinkles around her eyes slowly started to fade she made a little clicking noise with her tongue.
"Ah ah ah, not too much, you need to save some for later we still have big plans for her yet."