Loraine Dupont, a high school senior who lost everything by law

(Chapter originally written by Bollo. Permission was granted to repost)

It was the first day of a new year at Liberty high school. Old friends got reacquainted, summer stories were shared, and new students would enter their new school. However, all everyone was focusing on was the new girl. Or better put, the nude girl.

The students made various comments; cheers, jokes, wolf whistles, insults, one guy even asked her out.

But she ignored all of it, and went to her class.

The teacher opened the classroom. "Ah, class, this is the new transfer student, Loraine. Would you mind telling a bit about yourself."

Loraine gave an exasperated sign, and turned to the school board, showing her modest, but round ass to the class. She picked up a chalk and wrote "Loraine Dupont" on the board.

"I'm Loraine, I turned 18 this month, I like sundaes, and, eh, I feel like I'm forgetting something." She kept her hand on her hips, while looking down. "Oh, that's right, I'm a victim of a dumbass law that made me lose FUCKING EVERYTHING!" Yelled Loraine, startling some of the students.

"Calm down, Dupont." demanded the teacher. "Explain your story, please."

Loraine was still pissed, but continued, "So, my dad committed tax fraud, in a way I don't understand, and got caught. Apparently, there was an old and almost forgotten law, that enforces the whole family to give away all their possessions, until they pay everything back."

"How is it that I'd never heard of this law? Wouldn't there be more naked people like you?" Asked one girl.

"Well, you see.." Loraine laughed at the ridiculousness of it all.

"That law is for a specific type of fraud, and even then it must be under extremely specific circumstances, which my dad just had to break. Now, I have nothing, anything I get will be taken away by the government, and we have to live in a homeless shelter, far away from my old town and school, until my dad pays off a debt of half a billion dollars with his salary of a grocery clerk."

"Okay, that's quite enough. Thank you Loraine, have a seat at the back, please."

As she walked over to the back seat, the guy who sits in the chair in front of her said, "A shame you have to sit behind me, I'd loved to see more of you." Loraine simply scoffed, and took her seat.

"I hate it here already." She spat.