The school pool

Anna found herself sitting in a black instrument box at the side of the school's Olympic sized swimming pool which - much to her relief - was empty. The pool was rectangular in shape, and she was near one of the corners. Down at the far end of the pool she could see the three diving boards - a solitary board stood alone at shoulder height, while two others were built into a stairway and tower structure that stood ten metres tall. She knew from gym class that it was the deep end. A set of metal ladders at either end of the pool provided access in and out of it.

Behind her, then, would be the changing rooms; both the girls and the boys emptied out into the same area since they were next door to one another. To her left - alongside one of the shorter ends of the pool - was a low shelf at about knee height, while behind that was a tall, sturdy, and solid wall that separated the pool from the gymnasium. To her right - alongside one of the long ends of the pool - were rows of bleachers with another sturdy wall behind that. The other two walls of the building, however, contained seven foot high windows overlooking the school sports fields. They were designed to let in natural sunlight, but to the naked Anna they were viewing platforms for the world to see her. At the far end of the field she could see a boys gym class playing soccer, although they didn't concern her. They were too far away for her to make out details which meant the same applied to them, and she also knew from experience that when the sun glared on the window it was impossible to make out any details from within.

The phone buzzed, making Anna yelp in surprise. The noise echoed throughout the room. She opened it up and read the message on the screen.

Over on the bleachers you'll find a pair of swimming goggles. Leave the bras and phone there. Search the deep end.

Reluctantly, Anna stepped out of her only cover with the phone and pair of bras clutched to her chest. She made her way on silent feet across the rough tiled floor, walking alongside the bleachers. For a moment she imagined a full crowd sitting there, cheering at her streaking the school. She shuddered at the thought - although whether in excitement or embarrassment she couldn't say. The goggles were located right at the far end of the bleachers, just beside the windows. She placed the bras and phone on the seat, then hesitated. She moved them under the seat instead. She didn't really know who had taken her clothes yet but she wasn't going to leave what little she had out in the open. She placed the goggles on her face and stepped to poolside. She stood there for a moment completely nude, not covering herself, and looked at the outside world only inches away from her. Then she jumped in.

Immediately she could see her objective. Sitting at the bottom of the deep end, pinned down by a rubber weight they used for underwater lessons, was her shirt. The sleeve was hanging loose and looked like it was waving at her in the water. She resurfaced and swam over it's rough location. Then she took a deep breath and dove under. She was not a championship swimmer by any means, but she was able to reach the bottom on her first attempt and shifted the weight. Up close she realised that it really was just her shirt; Claire's was not to be found. She didn't have the time to consider this as she could feel her lungs complaining already, so she grabbed her shirt and kicked off towards the surface. She reached it a few moments later, and she remained paddling in place while she regained her breath. Once she was back to normal she placed her head back beneath the water and scanned the pool. The only object she could see was the weight that she'd displaced. Maybe this was punishment to Claire for not following the instructions?