Liana is onto her + another text

Liana whispered, pointing to my outfit "hey Erica, I dig the new look. A little bold, for my taste. Not really your style though." She seemed to be onto something.

Right now I was wearing my jeans overalls and a a grey sports bra. From my side, Liana could see the profile and back of my torso, covered only by the small sports bra (while the front was covered by the front of the overalls). Good thing she had no idea I had no panties on.

I was sweating a little, was it getting hot in here?

I tried to play it cool. "Yeah... It's not really my usual style, I guess you're right, haha."

"Just a sports bra with some overalls. Wow, your back is almost completely on show."

"Haha, thanks," I replied automatically, not realizing she hadn't actually given me a compliment.

Liana was about to say something else when I felt my phone vibrating.

BZZZT BZZZT

I took my phone out of the overall's pocket and read the text, ignoring what Liana was saying.

The text said, "say you're not feeling well, go to the girls locker room and destroy the bra. Take a picture of the destroyed bra."

My heart was starting to beat fast. This was too much! If I kept going like this, not only would I be streaking again, but everyone would know it was me!

I started texting back. "Kate please, I know it's you. This is too much! I can't do it! I'll do anything else, please!"

"Erica!" Liana whispered

I jolted back to reality "Hum, sorry, what did you say?"

"I asked if the shirt and panties people found are yours?" She had an attentive smile.

My eyes widened, oh my god, she was onto me, I quickly said anything that came to mind "Pffft, what? Mine? Why... Why would you think that..."

"Are you wearing panties though?"

"What? No! I mean, yes! Of course I am! why wouldn't I be?!" I could feel my nipples stiffen under my bra. She was going to expose me! "I'm not the streaker, ok? I AM wearing panties right now."

"Then show me," she cut me off. "If you're not the masked streaker, show me your panties." she grinned.

"I..."

BZZZZT BZZZZT

I felt my cellphone vibrating again and took it out. Kate had sent a response. It said "You've got 15 seconds to get to the locker room, or else!" There was also an attachment. A cropped picture of the same video she had of me naked and showing my face.

I immediately stood up. "Mr. Gibbons, I don't feel well, may I go to the infirmary please?" I interrupted his lecture. My face was red and I was sweating profusely.

"Ms. Erica, you don't look well. Just by looking at you, you might have a fever. Yes, go ahead. Can anyone..."

"I'll assist her, Mr. Gibbons," Liana stood up.

"Alright, go ahead, both of you."

I didn't have time to process that, I walked out and ran to the locker rooms. I got there, panting and took my phone out to text Kate.

"I'm here! I'm here ok?"