Yup.

Changed the roommate for this chapter. Idc about some bimbo roomy. Not as fun.

Jordan ran out of earshot of the high school nobodies, quickly dipping a side alley to try and pull each article back on, only to be horrified when she found she couldn't. "No, no, NO!" She cried, only to dive behind a trash can as she heard a couple of people walk past the alleyway. "Fuck! What is going on?" She thought, biting her fingernails as she fiddled with the straps of her halter top. If she could make it across the road and back to campus, she could retrieve her gym clothes that she brought with her for after school, but would have the entire campus to cross. Alternatively she could call her roommate Alex, to get him to bring some of her other clothes. Final option would be to convince a passer-by to give her something to wear. No matter what she went, Jordan felt each option was rather bleak.

In the end, she decided her best bet was getting her roomie to come to her. One person seeing here was much better than potentially hundred seeing her. There was also no telling what could happen around strangers, considering them hollering at her got her into this mess in the first place. She pulled her phone out of her hoodie's pockets, quickly opening up whatsapp, hastily typing a text to Alex to bring some spare clothes to the alley near the café, and sending it off. Jordan sighed as she put her phone down. She felt dirty. There was no other word for it. Her she was, squatting in more than a shirt and bra in a dank alley, hiding from high school boys. She groaned. She seemed to spend her entire life hiding from those who would catcall or pick on her, and she honestly couldn't tell which was worse, and to top it all off, she now seemed to strip on a whim! In public! She gulped as she thought of what else she might do if someone just commanded her. How easily she could be pushed around, made to suck cock and...

"No!" She thought, slapping away the hand that had begun to creep its way down to between her legs. She was in pubic! Crouched down in filth! Not only was it social taboo but she'd probably catch something terminal!

A half-hour passed before she finally heard footsteps, and peered from behind her refuge to see a confused roommate. "Oh Alex!" She exclaimed "Thank god!" Standing up with one hand covering her crotch and the other reaching for the carrier bag he held, which she could see a pair of sneakers inside, Alex raised his eyebrow before handing her the bag.

"Jord," He chided, "If you were gonna decide today was the day for exhibition you should have at least bought spare clothes. Having pulled on the pair of black panties provided by this point, Jordan deemed this enough to stop covering herself so that she could punch Alex's shoulder.

"Shut it dumbass!" She scorned, "This ain't some thrill ride. I'm not that perverted." She pulled up a black above knee skirt with crosses stitched around the end of. Alex only smirked at this.

"So you're naked in an alley for what then? Science? Research? Doing an essay on the impact of naked goth chicks at local cafes?" This earn him another punch, which he took in his stride as Jordan pulled up her pair of black thigh highs and slipped on the sneakers.

"Oh shut up." She mumbled, blushing slightly, "I'll explain when we get back to our place."