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Chapter 7 by luvvyred luvvyred

Does she escape naked, or does she find something to cover up?

She escapes naked, and meets up with other students.

Candace took a deep breath, and realized the amount of smoke in the room was becoming unbearable. Screw it, she thought, I'm not dying of embarrassment. She gathered her arms around herself, then jogged into the hallway.

She was the last one in the hallway, but she could still hear students' voices ahead of her. Candace looked back down the hallway as she ran, and saw smoke billowing towards her. "Holy shit," she said, picking up the pace. This wasn't a drill!

Eventually, she catches up with some other students. Not many, as most were already outside, but at least five people were suddenly around her. The students stopped talking as soon as they saw her, and several jaws dropped.

"Uh, hey there," a blonde guy said.

A chill ran down Candace's spine. Just moments ago, it had been perfectly normal for her to be stark naked. Now, due to the unthinkable, it was not. "H-hey," she choked out. She saw they were all in tank tops and shorts - the weather was uncharacteristically hot today, meaning no one had a coat to lend her. Just her luck.

"I w-was- uh-" Candace had a perfectly reasonable explanation, but it fell apart under these strangers' gazes. "I was- l-live modeling for-"

A chorus of "ohhh"s went through the group. They had just stepped outside, and were about to join up with the much larger group of students who had evacuated the building. They seemed to accept her stammered explanation.

"Damn, I could never nude model," a brunette girl said. "No offense."

"I wish I could give you a sweater!" She turned and saw who was speaking - a tall, blonde student, who had concern in their eyes. "Are you gonna be alright?"

Then, the girl reached out and touched Candace on the arm. It felt like fireworks bursting where she had touched her - skin on skin contact, while she was completely naked, not even wearing shoes. Before, she had been a piece of art to be looked at, to be appreciated. Now, cast out into the real world, all bets were off. Anything could happen to her now.

Her mouth became dry as she tried to answer the good-looking student.

What does she say?

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