Sophie

“Aight ladies that’s enough for today.”

Sophie got up from the ground where she was stretching, and began to pack up her belongings. It was the end of a long day of cheer practice and Sophie was ready to go home. Sophie slung her bag over her shoulder, and walked out the gym with the rest of her teammates. The group talked about plans for the rest of the weekend and about the new routine they were learning for the halftime show next week.

As the team crossed across the linoleum gym floor, Sophie remembered that she needed to grab a heating pad from the supply closet. She had fallen during practice a few days ago and her hip was still sore and bothering her. So, Sophie doubled back from the team, back across the gym to the supply closet. Sophie fumbled with the lock there for a few seconds before finally getting the door open. The door swung open to the stale, dusty supply closet.

Flipping a light switch, Sophie illuminated the room. Two shelves lined the room on either side, pack full of various sports supplies either in bins of simply placed on the shelves. Sophie walked between the shelves, scanning them for the orange bin that had the pad in it. Eventually Sophie’s eyes found it on the top shelf of one of the stands. Unfortunately, Sophie wasn’t the tallest, and she was **** to go find something to stand on the reach up to the top shelf. This whole ordeal took a few minutes, and by the time she got her pad, about 20 minutes had passed.

Sophie had wanted to leave as soon as possible, but she supposed it couldn’t be helped today. With the pan I head her arm, Sophie trooped out of the musty closet, relatching the door behind her. Sophie then walked back across the floor, and to the locker rooms. As she got close she could hear loud noises coming from there. Sophie was annoyed that she had to get the pan and no doubt missed some juicy piece of gossip that had all the other girls in a frenzy. However, as Sophie got closer, she realized that it wasn’t laughter or screaming coming from the locker room, but instead moaning. Not just any moaning, but really load, sexual moaning. Sophie was incredibly confused, and hurried to the locker room door.

Pulling the door open, Sophie enter red the locker room. The entry way lead to a square room with lockers lining the walls and benches spread out in the space in between. As Sophie entered this room, she saw clothing scattered around the benches. Shirts, shorts, panties, bras, and socks were randomly thrown around the room. This was a little weird to Sophie. While the team did use showers in the locker room after practice sometimes, people didn’t just throw their clothes all over the floor usually.

And there was still the moaning sound. Sophie could tell it was coming from the showers now, so cautiously she began walking towards them. The showers were a large open room off the cemetery room, it had a central area with a drain and multiple stalls with curtains for people to shower in.

“Hello? Hey, anybody still here?” Sophie called out as she approached the shower. Nobody answered, but the moans continued. They seemed to be getting louder and more frequent.

Turning the corner into the showers Sophie was met with a sight.