She fails to see an upcoming obstacle, crashing...

(chapter originally by Lolwritingcom at writing.com)

*WHAM!*

Trying a little too hard to keep her face hidden, Mackenzie had entirely missed the security guard coming right for her, and she had run right into him. He had stayed standing, but Mackenzie was knocked off her feet. Rubbing her sore bottom, she realized that she had fallen with her legs spread wide open... and more people than just the guard were getting a great view of her. Worse yet, she'd used her hands to break her fall, so anyone around that she knew had surely just recognized her as the streaker! She blushed heavily and brought her legs together. The guard seemed stunned. She was just about to make a break for it again when he spoke.

"You're... Mackenzie?"

This surprised her, and she hesitated. "Wh... Why do you say that?"

He seemed **** to say. "Well... I'm supposed to take you to the ferris wheel. I was also supposed to catch the streaker- I thought it was going to be a guy, to be honest- but the first orders have priority, so... I'm afraid you're going to have to come with me."

He grabbed her by the arm and hoisted her up. It took Mackenzie a moment to regain her voice after processing what the stupid guard was about to do, then she shouted. "You... You can't be serious! You're going to take me over there like this?!" She was making a scene, and she knew it. Her cover was blown, so she used her free hand to cover her crotch- not that it helped her feel any less naked. She couldn't help shouting, though. If she didn't beat some sense into this guard, he was going to do something both moronic and humiliating.

"Orders are orders, ma'am." he said apologetically. "There's one more thing, too. I'm afraid I have to..."