The principal's decision.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Come in" a man called out, after hearing Annie on the door.

Annie opened the door and Alice followed her through it. In the middle of the middle of the room were two people, the man on the right was Mr. Davies and on the left was the Vice principal, Mrs. Rovers.

Mr. Davies was a short, portly man with a balding head. He weighed around 300 lbs and could usually be seen with a sheen of sweat on his forehead. The man was in his early 50's, 52 to be exact and often smelled of BO. The stench was subtle, but strong, Alice could see the vice principal trying not to wretch. Mrs Rovers was a tall, thin woman, who had just celebrated her 42nd birthday. She was an absolute stunner in the looks department, auburn hair, hazel eyes, wrinkle free, but she was stern and quite scary at times.

Mrs Rovers has caught students gawking at her D cups every so often and there was hell to pay each and every time. People got the message quick don't stare! Although, there are some daring students take a glance at her thick and firm arse, when her back is turned.

Both of the teachers gazed, wide-eyed for a few moments, until Mr. Davies broke the silence with his spluttering. "Ahem." He coughed. "Annie, care to explain." He wheezed.

"I caught this delinquent, running around naked on the fourth floor, Sir." Annie informed. "She claims that someone has stolen her clothes, however I believe she is trying to pull the wool over my eyes. She added.

"Thank you, Annie." Mrs. Rovers replied, steadying herself before she spoke. "What makes you think, Alice made up the story of her clothes being stolen?" Mrs. Rovers pressed.

"Because I found her running about, which is a violations in itself, on the fourth floor and the only thing on the floor is the cantine." Annie explained. "Furthermore, if she had her clothes stolen, why would she not go directly to a teacher about this issue." She continued.

"Why were you even out of class, you should be with Mrs. Sylvia on a Monday morning?" Mr. Davies asked, addressing Alice.

"I wasn't feeling well, so Mrs. Sylvia sent me to the nurse." Alice replied.

Serval times, Mr. Davies had to stop himself from gawking, Alice's bountiful breasts were quite alluring. Even the stern Mrs. Rovers, took a quick glance every so often.

"Did you have your clothes when you got to the nurse's office, or werre they gone before that?" Mrs. Rovers questioned.

"They were taken just after." Alice lied and drooped her head.

"If you weren't streaking." Annie piped up. "Then where were you headed." She asked.

"Lost and found." Alice mumbled.

"I'm sorry, you'll have to speak up." Mr. Davies replied.

"Lost and found." Repeated Alice, a little louder than before.

"You wouldn't have found anything in there today. Just a jock strap and red hat." Annie informed. "And it has been loke that all year. Which makes me believe your tale even less, no one in there right mind would EVER wear that. " She added.

"I agree." Chorused the principals, that then nodded at Annie.

"Only question is what to do with a trouble maker like you?" Mr. Davies asked.