New Rules

"What are you gonna do with that picture?" Beth asked.

"It's insurance. You say anything about the fun we are going to have today, guess what gets plastered around the school and gasps somehow gets a full page in the yearbook!" Ms. Hawkins explains.

"No, please. Anything but that!"

"Then cooperate. It won't be that bad, you'll see."

"Could I at least change my clothes?"

"Well here's the deal I made with your mom. She knew about this stunt you were gonna pull, so I was supposed to act like it's a normal outfit, and make sure no one at school ruins your reputation or threatens your safety. It's supposed to embarrass you into dropping the whole bra thing. Now, I'm no expert, but I think that plan sucks."

"So what do you have in mind?"

"Well, if I give you a new outfit, that would tell your mom that you caved and you would have to drop the bra thing, but what's to say that I give you an outfit to wear at school, and you'll just change better going home? Your mom won't know what happened. It's a win win!"

Beth nodded, but wasn't sure where this was going.

"You mentioned 'fun'. What did you mean?" Beth asked.