Nope, she'll have to work it

Monica shuffled into the gym behind the rest of the class. She had forgotten how much of a pain she used to be to this particular teacher. When she had just started wearing her dark makeup, sweat used to ruin all her hard work, so she would use any excuse to skip gym. Now it had come back to bite her in the ass. Literally.

The coach had no sympathy for her misfortune, only suggesting she wear her skirt over the shrunken shorts. But once Monica said her clothes were in the wash due to an art accident, she was immediately suspicious. Thinking this was another plot to skip, she announced that they were all girls, so Monica would just have to work with what she had.

Any hope that it wouldn't be mentioned was also dashed when the coach announced that they should all be careful with the settings of the washer for her gym clothes. That Monica was an example of not being careful wasn't said, but was heard loud and clear.

Aurora watched throughout the class as Monica did first the warm up stretches and then the jogging, all by hiding at the back of the class. Having the perfect idea she sauntered up to the teacher after finishing her run. A little suggestion with some power in her voice had them moving on to the new activity.