Wrapped in the towel, she heads to her locker

With her towel wrapped snugly around herself, nobody would be able to tell she was naked under it, although Sophia still felt nervous. She could simply walk up to her locker, grab her stuff, and return the towel before anyone would realize that she had been out here.

Sophia casually approached her locker and began to open it. She struggled to insert the small, flimsy key with her still trembling hands. It was far from smooth, but finally the key slid fully into the lock. It was right then when a loud shout startled her. It did not take much, but Sophia was so on edge she jumped a little. She almost immediately realized it was just one of the people in the stalls yelling to another, but when she returned her focus to her locker she saw she now only held half of the key in her hand. Her startled jump had ripped the key halfway out of the lock and snapped the end clean off. No matter what she tried, she could not get the piece out, nor push it further in to finally open the lock. She cursed to herself as she now stood with the useless broken key in hand.

The girl whose towel she had taken could return at any moment, so she'd best move on. Her options were limited now. She could either return the towel now and avoid being caught in it later, or first try to get her hands on her bikini so she would not be stranded with nothing again.