Katie's situation goes from bad to worse

Katie shivered as she crept silently through the school; she'd never realised how cold the corridors could be, and the cool tiles sapping warmth out of her bare feet weren't helping matters.

The brunette clung to her box tightly, her senses on high alert for approaching footsteps or voices. Her scrambled brain was trying to formulate an explanation for why she was wearing a cardboard box, and only a cardboard box.

Thanks to Bev's reputation, most of the school already saw her as the weird girl who lived with her step-family; she didn't think she'd ever recover if her peers considered as some strange nudist!

The dark-haired girl was so preoccupied that she nearly walked into someone as she rounded a corner!

Katie gasped in surprise as she stumbled backward, clutching her box to stop it from falling.

"Katie?" That horribly familiar voice turned her bloody cold and her face bright red.

"Luke!"

Luke Morgan was looking at her with wide-eyed surprise, understandably shocked by her appearance.

"Katie, are you wearing a cardboard box?"

"Yes! It's...err...a long story." Katie squirmed on the spot, silently pleading for the ground to swallow her up.

"You've got a bit of...err..."

Luke reached forward and pulled scraps of garbage out of Katie's tousled, dirty hair. The nude girl gasped as his hand brushed her ear.

"T-thanks," she stammered, her face burning. She'd always been uncomfortable around Luke, but at least in the past, she had been fully dressed!

"So...err...do you think you could get me something to wear?" she asked, her voice unnaturally higher-pitched.

What? Oh, yeah, of course," Luke replied, dragging his eyes away from her torso.

Katie re-adjusted her box as they walked down the hall. It was uncomfortable and starting to itch, not to mention that her arms were growing tired. But there was no way she could do anything about that, especially not in present company.

"So, I guess you're not dressed like this on purpose," Luke smiled.

"W-what?! N-no!" Katie squeaked. "I...I...I'm not a nudist, if that's what you're thinking! I...I love wearing clothes! Whenever I can!" The nude girl tailed off, her bare toes curling.

"You know what?!" Luke said, taken aback by her outburst. "Why don't you go and clean yourself up, and I'll fetch you some clothes."

Katie didn't need telling twice. She pushed her way into the girls' locker room they had stopped next to, relieved to be alone again and eager to clean the dirt off.

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Luke walked purposefully down the hall, a bundle of clothes in his arms.

He hadn't wanted to linger too long, and have to answer awkward questions about why he was picking up a girl's sports kit, but the Brit was fairly confident that he'd picked something out that was Katie's size. Without knowing her shoe size, he'd had to make a judgment based on the brief time he'd had to see Katie's bare feet. Luke hoped she'd forgive him for making her go commando, but then where was he supposed to source some underwear from, without knowing her size-

Luke stopped, closed his eyes, and took a calming breath.

He needed to clear his head. It wouldn't do to dwell on thoughts of Katie wearing very little, even if he'd just been served a gift from God.

He'd always found Katie to be cute, but had never had much of a relationship with her. But seeing her completely naked save for a flimsy box...that was something he'd never expected!

"Luke! What are you doing?"

The cheery voice of Bev Van Ravensway called out behind him. Composing himself, he turned around and smiled.

"I was just taking these to your sister."

"Katie? What's she done now?" Bev asked, annoyed that the little virgin was getting in the way again.

"Oh, it's not her fault!" Luke chuckled. "I think someone stole her clothes, she's just been walking around in a cardboard box!"

Bev hadn't seen Katie since the previous evening but was delighted to hear that someone else had taken up the baton of humiliating and bullying her.

"Again?" Bev rolled her eyes, sighing, acting as though this was something Katie had done before. "Sorry about that, she can be really weird sometimes. Let me take those to her."

"Are you sure?" Luke asked, handing the bundle over uncertainly.

"Of course! Besides, I'll be able to get into the girl's locker room!"

The moment she'd turned her back on Luke, her cheery expression dropped. She was meant to be with Luke, why couldn't Katie stay in her lane?

Bev chucked the clothes in the nearest bin and then crept into the locker room.

Bev could hear Katie singing over the sound of the shower. She hated how good she sounded; another reason for Bev to despise her.

The rest of the locker room was deserted, so Bev quickly got to work.

She scooped up the remains of a destroyed cardboard box, and did a quick tour of the room, snatching up any stray towels, shoes, or socks that she found.

When she was satisfied that Katie would have absolutely nothing to wear, Bev beat a hasty retreat.

She'd love to see Katie get out of this one.