discovers she's in the wrong changing room.

heading over to her locker, she started grabbing her uniform. as she dropped her towel, the sound of several male voices could be heard outside the door. her eyes widened, and she dashed into a toilet cubicle as the door to the changing room opened. 'how could I be so stupid?' she thought to herself. "hey, someone left their stuff here. better drop them with lost property" one of the boys exclaimed. Penelope wanted to dash out and grab her stuff from out of his arms, but decided to stay put.

once all of the boys had left, Penelope slowly unlocked the cubicle door, and stepped out into the now-empty changing room. she glanced around, and started pacing the floor. "great," she exclaimed, her faintly posh English accent echoing around the empty room. "you had to get and get your stuff taken didn't you?" she looked around, and sat down on one of the benches.

"right, I can either make a dash for lost property or hide away in the girl's changing room." she explained out loud to herself. neither option sounded overly pleasant, but she couldn't stay here. anywhere but here.