Valerie is too shy. She heads back in.

"Ah heh heh... maybe the next time I run into him. I... have some things I gotta do!" Valerie said with a nervous laugh. In her mind, she was thinking about how crazy it would be to walk down the street naked. On a normal day, she was comfortable without clothes, though that was in privacy, and more importantly, when she was in control of things.

"Are you sure? That paperboy may only find weirder places to throw it until something's done," Mr. Anderson stated.

"Oh I should but um... I have some thing's to do," she added with a nervous laugh. Valerie was worried. Was her neighbor going to push the issue? Was he going to make her go all the way to the paperboys house and talk to his parents, like this?

"Well, I suppose if you're busy, I won't trouble you," Mr. Anderson said politely. "See you around!" With that, Valerie's neighbor turned around, and walked away.

Valerie sighed with relief, thankful that he gave up easily, and wiped a little sweat off of her forehead. She wanted to cover up, but her hands just wouldn't do it. She could barely enough hold the newspaper in place. So she turned around, and walked back inside her house, thankful to be within the walls.

As she walked inside, all the soreness that came with crawling around the asphalt seemed to dull down. Valerie paused, and looked over her body where the marks should have been. There was still a little dirt, but besides that, it was as if she never crawled around. The pain was gone.

"This is so weird..." she said to herself. Valerie put a hand to her head, trying to think of what happened, as she walked to the kitchen. She set the newspaper down and sat at her seat.

"Honey, are you feeling alright?" her mother said. "Do you have a headache?"

"No I'm fine... just... what's going on? I could have sworn I wore regular clothes before..." she said.

"Maybe it was some kind of crazy dream," her father said. "It happens!"

"I'm sure you'll be feeling fine soon enough, sweetie," her mother said. She then turned her attention to a cupboard, in thought, as she reached for a pen. "Wanna go shopping in a little bit?"

"B-But... I'm naked!" Valerie said.

"You got socks, don't ya?" her father said.

Valeria didn't know what to do. Usually when her parents wanted to go shopping, they didn't drop the subject until she went along with it. They were just pushy like that, and she really wanted to figure out why she was naked and nobody seemed to mind.