The Coach blew his whistle, causing the game to come to a halt. Surprisingly, despite her shortcomings and her failures at the game, Rachel's team had won out against the shirts team.
"Alright Guys!" The Coach shouted, "That's enough for today. Hit the showers!"
Rachel sighed in relief, glad that this was over and could put her shirt back on as she planned to come up with an excuse for the reason she missed her real homeroom. As she walked over to the shirt pile, however, she gasped as she saw they were all gone. Hers included!
"My shirt!" Rachel yelped, her face going red.
"What are you hard of hearing, Ray?!" The Coach called out. "Hit the showers!"
Rachel took a step towards the woman's locker room when she heard The Coach clear his throat, turning around to look at him.
"Are you some kind of trouble making pervert, Boy?!" The Coach snapped, "The Men's showers with the other boys!"
Rachel went white as a sheet.
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