The day after the day after that

Susie walked into school, uneasy, with a vague sense that she'd forgotten something. Was she breaking one of the school rules? That couldn't be it. She knew all the school rules off by heart, and there was no way she'd overlook even a little one. Unless it was something really basic, so simple that you wouldn't even think about it.

And why were all the cheerleaders sitting under that tree?

Hank saw her come in, and said, in a jolly voice, "Howdy, Susie. Hey, I got a question for you. You're so smart, I figure you should be able to answer it."

"Fine," said Susie, primly, pursing her lips. She didn't really like Hank. "But I'm not going to do your homework for you."

"It's not about that. The question is, if you're so smart, why are you NAKED?"

"What? I'm not... eeeeek!"

"Hey, everyone," Anne said, with a smirk on her face, as Susie squealed and clasped her hands to her slender body, face aglow with horrible realisation. "Look! Susie Snook is NAKED! I can see her ASS!"

"No you can't," yelped Susie, and hastily clasped her hands to her backside. Unfortunately, this exposed her small but pleasant breasts, her long slender figure and her neatly-trimmed bush to all the boys, who promptly took a whole bunch of full-frontal shots on their high-definition cameras and high-fived. Anne laughed.

"I can see her PUSSY!" she hollered, for everyone to hear. "Susie Snook is NAKED and she's showing everyone her PUSSY!"

It was true, but that didn't mean Susie had to like it. Bonnie grabbed her arm. "Come on," she hissed. "We have to get out of here!"

The two girls sprinted naked for the school doors, pursued by the laughter of the crowd. It didn't occur to Susie to wonder why they were running into the school, instead of away from it, until it was far too late.