Go get her clothes

Step by step, Anna approached the classroom. Getting her clothes back on should help keep her thoughts straight. Reaching the door, she gripped the long metal handle, twisted, and pushed.

The wooden door refused to move. What wrong? No one would lock this door, right?

A voice could be heard coming down the hall. A teacher? It didn't matter at the moment. Anna frantically jostled the door handle, **** to get out of sight before she was caught.

Anna was in full panic mode. Her clothes were only a single thin wall away. She was torn between her fight or flight instincts. No amount of panicked fumbling and shoving was getting her anywhere. Defeated, she pulled away from the door to flee and tugged the door a bit.

The door opened right up. Anna was in an instant.

Safe in the dark classroom, she leaned on a desk while her heart slowed. Her skin tingled. What a rush...

Wait, what was she thinking? She was almost caught. Someone almost saw her completely nude in the hallway. She'd be completely exposed...

Anna shook the thought form her head and stood up straight. She needs to get dressed. She walked between the rows of desks to the back of the classroom and found her seat. Her bag rested underneath.

She sat her bag atop the desk and opened it up. Inside, her light pink bra peaked out at her. It was perched on her white shirt, stuffed in the top of the bag. She reluctantly touched her undergarment. She felt as though only a minute had passed since these problems had all started.

Gazing into her clothing, Anna hesitated to pick up her bra. Lunch wasn't over yet. She still has time before people will be around again. Just a little longer couldn't hurt.

Anna bit her lip and zipped the bag closed. A curious though came to mind as she touched the foam padded straps of her bag. One strap slid onto her shoulder followed by the other. The pressure of the straps against her bare skin was a foreign sensation. She could feel the weight and texture of her bag against her back. She wore this bag over her clothes everyday, but had never felt it against her raw flesh.

Anna made an odd sight in the dim classroom. She was completely naked except for her bag on her back which did nothing to protect anything important. She stood with her whole wardrobe hidden away.

This feeling was addictive. She told herself she could stop at anytime... But there was no reason to stop while lunch was still going. Being in the hallway had been invigorating. She walked towards the door. Leaning against it, she remembered the feelings of almost being caught. She remembered the way her heart burned.

Then again, Anna could still back down. There was still time to return to a relatively normal school day. Everyone would be none the wiser to her antics.