Tension (Amira's POV)

Fortunately, I got Jill through her dress assignment, but I had no idea how her morning would go. Or mine. Fortunately, this morning had a quiet lesson, but the girls could of course change that at any time.

Because I was a little later, there was only room in the front of the class. Not my favorite and certainly not when you're without underwear.

Our teacher indicated that he had an important phone call this morning, so we had self-study. Fine! Also no control yet, well luckily we are all adults.

Suddenly my phone vibrated, a text message

Dear Amira,

A new assignment for you. Challenge a boy in your class to a game of foot tag. If you lose, and you do, he gets to choose a personal prize. Good luck!

What kind of assignment is this again? Well! who shall I choose?

Another text

Oh yes some explanation. You lose foot tag when the other person has stepped on your foot. And a personal prize is something that is yours right now and that you can give to him. Just for clarity. Success again!

But I had nothing to give except what I'm wearing and my school stuff. What now? Well, let's see what happens first.