More lost clothes and an empty tank

It happened again. Several time in fact over weeks. Yet each time it happened, Elena had not thought to inform a coach or teacher. It only now occurred to her she was running out of clothes.

She would deal with it tomorrow. And she would then find that the culprit had thrown her clothes away.

Now she was still naked, wearing only shoes, sock, and backpack, and crossing the parking lot.

Truthfully, Elena had come to terms with her nudity during the last basketball game. At least during school.

It was times out in the real world that freaked her out. Like this little parking lot adventure or racing from the car to the front door.

What she didn’t know was there were two culprits this time. Only the second one siphoned her gas tank, leaving only a small amount left.

So when she started the car and the gas light came on “Oh no. Turn off, turn off, turn off damn it!”

A few minutes later Elena pulled into a Shell station with her parents gas card in hand.

As she got out of the car and saw people looking her way, she could only hope they left her alone and not speak to her. Then one of the last things in the world she wanted to happen, happened.

*CARD READER NOT WORKING, SEE CASHIER*

“Crap!”

‘Maybe I can get to another gas station.’