Say nothing, maybe they’ll leave!

Christina kept her hand firmly over her mouth, not saying a word.

Please just go, please just go.

“That’s weird,” a female voice came through the doorway, “this door’s locked but there’s no one in there.”

“Really?” Another voice, followed by a quick shake of the door. “That makes no sense!”

Christina felt herself tense up from head to toe. She tried to breathe normally and quietly and prayed that they’d leave the locked door a mystery.

“Maybe the lock turned just enough when the door shut, caught the latch. The janitor can fix it when they get here.”

“No, no way,” the second voice spoke up again. “Someone had to lock the door and crawl out from underneath it.”

“You think?”

“Yeah, either that or someone’s in there.”

Feeling herself trembling Christina was tempted to speak up and say she was in there. Maybe I can get them to leave me alone, she thought. But then they’d wonder why I didn’t say anything in the first place…

“Oh jeez, it just hit me, what if it’s a boy!”

Before she could react, Christina saw a head duck down and peer up at her from beneath the stall door. Frozen with humiliation she kept her hand clamped over her mouth and started back.

The teen’s head disappeared from view and laughingly shouted “Oh my god, she’s freaking naked in there!”

“Please just go!” Christina said, finally breaking her silence.

The three girls started laughing and the stall door shook again. “Why are you in there like that?”

“Hold on,” a third voice chimed in, “I can get this open with my nail file.” The girls started laughing again.

Christina gulped and fought hard to hold back a wave of tears, “please, no!”

None of the girls answered, and Christina watch the lock spin. She slapped her hands over her chest and vagina as the door swung open to a renewed wave of laughter. It was three teens, as Christina had guessed from the footsteps and voices. She didn't recognize any of them from her classes, and couldn't recall running into any of them before. They were staring and giggling in amusement while she sat on the toilet, trying to hide her body and avoid crying.

“Where are your clothes?”

“Why are you hiding in there naked?”