She flees, but encounters an unwelcome face

At that point, the relatively soft reaction of the class had given way to loud laughter and even a few outright cheers. The professor was trying his best to settle the class down, but his authority couldn't hold a candle to the beauty of the naked girl before them. Only the rule against having cell phones out during a test kept Mackenzie's plight from being filmed by the scores of onlookers.

Mackenzie made the quick dash over to the professor's desk, once again revealing her backside to the crowded room. She haphazardly slapped the papers down, freeing up her hands to feebly cover what she could of her exposed body. Not giving herself any time to think, Mackenzie whirled back around and grabbed her backpack. She clutched the bag to her chest with one hand, letting her other hand drop down over her womanhood. And then she began her sprint.

The naked girl headed for the stairs, climbing them as fast as her legs would allow. But, as she ran in between the crowd of students, Mackenzie noticed something at the top of the stairs. Or rather, someone. There in the open doorway stood a waiting Jack Feldman. He had apparently entered the room when he heard the disruption.

Mackenzie stopped in her tracks. She was screwed! If Jack got his hands on her, she was done for. Before she could even debate the idea, Mackenzie had turned back around and started sprinting back down the steps.

"HEY! GET BACK HERE!" Jack shouted. Mackenzie didn't have to look behind her to know that he was now running after her.

Luckily for Mackenzie, there were alternate exits at the bottom of the large lecture room. A small system of tunnels linked all the large rooms in the building, as she had found out in a previous escapade. She burst through one of the doors, entering the tunnels. A few moments later Mackenzie reached a staircase. The nude girl wasted no time in turning and heading up the stairs. Out of the side of her eye she saw Jack running after her. But, he was farther behind than she'd expect. Surely he was faster than her. And did he have a bruise on his face? Maybe someone had tripped the jerk while he ran through the class.

Serves that asshole right, Mackenzie thought as she powered up the stairs as fast as she could.

"STOP!" Jack yelled again as he reached the bottom of the staircase. But Mackenzie had absolutely no intention of doing so. If Jack dragged her in front of the Dean again, her life would be ruined!

Mackenzie burst through another door, arriving in the mostly deserted hallway of the Lecture Hall building. Dodging between two small groups of people, she darted for the first exit she saw. As the door opened and Mackenzie stepped outside, part of her mind noted that stepping outside was only going to make things worse for her naked dash. But the number one priority for her was still getting away from Jack. So, Mackenzie sprinted towards the next closest building she saw. She was about halfway there when she heard a door slam open behind her.

"MACKENZIE FAIRBAIRN!" Jack bellowed, "STOP RIGHT THERE!"

That got the attention of everyone nearby. Passersby in every direction all turned towards the source of the noise, and then to the naked girl clutching a backpack to her chest.

"It's the streaker!" one boy shouted as he hastily pulled out his phone.

"Holy shit! It's really her!" another shouted as more people became enraptured by the sight of Mackenzie's glorious body. "Guess her name's Mackenzie!"

Her face red from both exertion and embarrassment, Mackenzie finally reached another building. She yanked open the door and began sprinting down the hall. It seemed like she was in the Gymnasium, where all the student athletes practiced and trained. That inspired hope in Mackenzie. Maybe she could find something to wear in here! But as she heard footsteps enter the building behind her, Mackenzie remembered that first she still had to lose her tail. Jack was gaining on her now. And fast.

In a stroke of luck, when Mackenzie turned the corner, she saw a sign for the women's locker room. She wasted no time ducking inside, Jack still hot on her heels. Upon entering, Mackenzie another corner and saw lockers to her left and showers to her right. She quickly passed by the bay of lockers, hearing several girls' voices coming from that direction, and ran for the tiled floors of the showers. Mackenzie ducked into the first stall she saw, closing the door behind her. Hopefully Jack wouldn't be so stubborn as to follow her into the-

"Where'd you go?!" he shouted, not that far away.

There was a moment of silence, then a girl shrieked.

"What the HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" a girl shouted. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"

"I-I'm looking for-" Jack's voice sounded suddenly uncertain, as if he'd realized he might have made a huge mistake.

"GO!!" "FUCKING PERVERT!!" "GET OUT!!!" the girls shouted over each other. Their voices were mercifully accompanied by the sound of retreating footsteps leaving the locker room.

Mackenzie let out a huge sigh of relief in between her panting breaths. She had escaped Jack's clutches again. Barely.