Not her day

Addison ran out into the hall and down the stairs. She held her blouse together with one hand as she held on the railing with the other. She heard her pants rip, and clamped a hand over the seat of her pants. She felt bare skin. "Seriously?! Fuuuuuuuck!" She kept her hand over the now large rip in her slacks and held the blouse with the other.

Addison made it outside and hurried as quickly as she could towards the sorority house. People gave her weird looks and anyone she got in front of could see some ass flesh around her hand. Finally making it to the house, she tried the front door and found it locked.

"Uggggh! Fuck!" she then realized she had left her purse in the classroom. She pounded on the door, "Someone open up!"

After a minute and no answer at the door, Addison ran around to the side of the house and found the gate to the backyard locked. She turned and leaned against the fence gate. It was a six foot wooden gate, and the fence was a six foot wooden fence. She kept holding her blouse closed and raised up her other hand to wipe sweat from her brow. She felt pricks from the wood of the fence against her bare ass flesh. She took a step forward. She turned around and thought about trying to climb the fence, but realized it was too high. She would just have to wait until someone came home. She went to the front porch and slumped in one of the large wooden rocking chairs.

After what seemed and eternity, Beverly showed up with Addison's purse and backpack.

Beverly let her in, and Addison ran upstairs to her room.

Audie crept down, and Beverly told her to leave and come back later with a coffee from a nearby coffee shop, so she had an excuse not to have been home.

"BEVERLY!"

Beverly smiled as she heard her name screamed from upstairs. She went upstairs and knocked on Addison's door. The door flew open. A red-faced, panting, fuming Addison was standing there. Her blouse was hanging open, but she did not care. She pointed to her side.

Beverly looked in and saw Addison's closet was completely empty. There was a piece of paper hanging from a hanger. One the sheet of paper was written Serves you right, bitch!

"'Serves you right, bitch?'" asked Beverly. What did you do?"

"I didn't do fuck!" said Addison.

"You weren't mean to anyone or played any...."

"Who the fuck cares!" said Addison. "Now I have NOTHING to wear!"

"And you're missing your next class," said Beverly.

"That's the least of my fucking worries!"

"We'll figure something out."

"I'm going to find the bitch who did this and fucking kill her!"

"Like I said, we'll figure...."

"Shut up already!" said a furious Addison. "I heard you the first time!"

Beverly left. She and her co-conspirators had already figured something out, and Addison would not like it.