Straight to the contest, where the worst happens

"And now," the voice soon cried out on the intercom, "on deck is Rocky Mountain College. Go Rockstars!"

"Alright girls," Carolina called out, "it's our time to shine. Remember what we practiced with the pyramid!

Except this time will be a little different," she continued, "Candace and I will be at the second row, but at the very top will be our new girl Kacey!"

"Wh-what?!" Kacey gasped in shock.

"Relax," Carolina chuckled and pshawed her, "you just need to keep doing jumping jacks at the top, nothing too physical, okay? Just make sure your feet land where Candace and I have our hands, capeesh?"

"Oh... okay..." Kacey held her upper arm with the opposite hand and looked down at her feet, wiggling her toes in the astroturf before Carolina summoned everyone to follow her to the contest area.

Kacey followed her closely, unable to help but feel the transition from astroturf to asphalt to concrete to full grass. She noticed that Carolina was similar to her, but a few inches taller, a shade or two lighter in skin tone - moving from Kacey's own brown to golden olive - and had slightly smaller eyes that pierced into the soul with an aquiline beak between them. Not to mention, she was fully clothed, with a set of underwear (probably) under her bloomers and shoes and socks - none of which had been on Kacey's body for quite a while now.

Eventually the Rockstars got on the field and started assembling their pyramid. Kacey stumbled up as high as she could while the cheerleaders helped her, until she was finally at the very top with Candace holding her up on her left and Carolina on her right. Kacey felt some type of way about the skin-on-skin contact between the fleshy soles of her feet and the palms of the queen bees' hands.

Soon the routine began as the song "Kernkraft 400" by Zombie Nation pumped through the speaker.

"R! O! C! K! Best in the U S A! Goooo Rocky Mountain!" came the chants from the cheerleaders below Kacey.

Kacey had to focus to getting her legs and arms up and down to the rhythm while also making sure her feet always landed on the girls' hands beneath her lest she fall at such a dangerous height. She couldn't be bothered to notice that her velcro-strap placement (courtesy of the Captain) left nothing to the imagination on her left. Not that the skirt left anything to the imagination anyway, as Kacey was for the moment too distracted to notice the audience's shell-shocked expressions at looking at her clam.

All that inattention came back to haunt her in the worst way. Soon enough, the velcro of her skirt gave way and it plopped down to the ground before Kacey could even react, let alone try to bend down to grab it. Then the velcro of her top, a victim of her vigorous arm patterns, also yielded and undid itself, also plopping itself down in a similarly unreactable fashion.

This was it. Except for that brief and private moment at the lost and found, for the first time all day Kacey was well and truly naked. And unlike then, she didn't even have her shoes on her. The only thing separating her from what she would wear in the shower was her light makeup and her small golden cross necklace.

Kacey blushed furiously as she heard everyone gasp, and looked at their gobsmacked expressions. Oh god, she thought, this was so much worse than the commencement ceremony.