She needs footwear

Anna reached the conclusion that walking around the library barefoot was likely to draw attention, and the lower half of her outfit wouldn't stand up to scrutiny. Dressed in a towel and a shirt that rested just above her belly button, she decided to go and recover her shoes and socks.

Her bare feet made 'pit-pit' sounds against the cold tile flooring as she made her way down the empty hallway. This part of the school was assigned entirely to physical education, and with no classes going on at the moment it was completely deserted. Then she reached an intersection, and turned left into one of the main hallways which was, thankfully for her feet, carpeted. Down here there was a lot more noise; there, a classroom talking amongst themselves, their voices combining into an unintelligible murmer; here, a teacher's voice droning on about the history of the British Monarchy; even the soft scritching of pen on paper emanated from one of the rooms. Anna made her way down the corridor, dreading the moment somebody might step outside to use the bathroom and discover her.

A few minutes later she neared her locker. She hesitated. Not far from her locker was the first person she'd encountered since Natasha in the pool; a boy. She couldn't see his face as his own locker door was blocking it from view. He was rummaging around inside of it, seemingly looking for something. He stood maybe seven feet away from Anna's locker. Hoping that he wouldn't see her, she made her way silently on bare feet over towards the locker and entered the combination. She eased the door open to prevent it from slamming. She looked over at him, and was satisfied that he was too occupied with his own business to notice her.

The first order of business was storing Claire's bra away. Carrying it around might draw as much attention as the towel, and she could always come and collect it when she came for Claire later. She placed the phone inside too for safekeeping, although she intended to bring it with her once she was done. With her hands now free, she picked up her first sock. She considered leaning against the wall of lockers to keep her balance but was worried about the noise it might make. Putting all her weight and balance onto her right leg, she lifted her left knee in the air and slid her toes into the top of the sock. She could feel the towel tightening against her hips but it stayed in place as she slid the sock up to her knee. She lowered it again and in her mind gave a sigh of relief. Confident that the towel was secure, she grabbed the second sock and lifted her right knee.

The towel fell to the ground with a soft sigh.

She stood there frozen as the shock of what just happened struck her. She was bottomless in the hallway with a boy only a few feet away. She repressed her panic and slid the other sock into place. Once that was done, she crouched down and grabbed the edge of the towel... just as the boy closed his locker door. With no time to find the towel's edge Anna just grabbed a fistful of the material, stood up, and held the towel against her crotch. The boy looked over at her, and his eyes widened with shock.

"A-A-Anna?" he asked.

Mentally, Anna swore. Of course it would be somebody that she knew. "Oh hi Richie!" Anna replied.

His eyes were glued to her lower half. "I saw you in today's math class when you were, uh, you know? N-nude. And, uh, I, uh... why?"

Anna looked down at herself. The towel was bunched up into a ball, meaning that her bare hips and legs were on display. There could be no confusion on whether she was bottomless or not. "It's been kind of a weird day."

"Will you be n-n-nude in next week's after school math club? It's just, ah, we can book the room with the padded seats, you see."

"No. It's just a one off freak occurrence, is all."

“That’s happened twice, by the looks of it.”

She turned back towards her locker. Richie whimpered, and she realised that she'd just flashed him the side of her butt cheeks. With one hand holding the towel in place, she reached for her shoes and threw them onto the ground. Thankfully they didn't have laces so it was easy to slide her feet into them without bending over or needing her hands. That done, she just needed to replace the towel, grab the phone, and she could leave. Unfortunately that was a task that needed two hands and even if she walked away to do it elsewhere she'd still be exposing herself. Steeling herself, Anna turned her back to Richie and mooned him. She heard him gasp. Not wasting any time she opened up the towel and wrapped it around her waist once again. She tucked it in as securely as she could, then grabbed the phone and closed the locker.

"Sorry about that." Anna apologised.

"Don't be." He replied. "You have a n-nice ass."

Anna blushed at the compliment but didn’t trust herself to say anything. She nodded at Richie and then moved past him, headed towards the library.