Amy

Megan's eyes scanned the crowded hallways as she looked for her former teammates. She had been away for so long, but the memories of that fateful day still lingered in her mind like an open wound.

The sound of laughter and chatter filled the air, and Megan's grip on her bag tightened as she spotted a group of girls gathered near the lockers.

Megan began to ask around and found out all of them had been kicked out of the volleyball team so they were nowhere to be found, not in practices, not in games, not even in the school's hallways. She felt frustrated and disappointed.

She was about to give up when she saw a set of familiar factions past by her, it took her a moment to finally recognize her but there was no mistakes, that was Amy . Megan's eyes narrowed as she watched Amy walk down the hallway oblivious to her presence, too caught up in her own conversation with a group of friends.

Megan began to follow Amy from a distance, her eyes fixed on the back of Amy's head. She weaved in and out of the crowds of students, careful not to draw attention to herself. As she walked, Megan's mind replayed the memories of that fateful day, the feeling of humiliation and shame washing over her once again. She quickened her pace, her heart pounding in her chest.

Megan felt a sense of excitement and nervousness. She had been waiting for this moment for so long, and finally, she had her chance.

But then, in an instant, Amy's head cocked to the side, and her eyes scanning the crowd. Amy's eyes fatefuly locked onto Megan's, and for a moment, they just stared at each other.

The smile on Amy's face dissappeared and without a second thought she sprinted away, Megan sprinted after her .

Amy's shoes pounded the floor as she ran down the hallway, her hair bouncing behind her. She dodged students and leaped over backpacks, her eyes fixed on the exit sign at the end of the hall. Megan was hot on her heels, her own feet pounding the floor in pursuit.

Megan's fingers closed around the hood of Amy's hoodie sweater, yanking her to a stop. The **** of the grab sent Amy stumbling backward, her feet tangling together as she struggled to regain her balance. Megan's grip held firm, her knuckles white with tension as she spun Amy around to face her.

As Amy's body twisted, her hoodie rode up, exposing her round middle sized breasts, that morning she had committed the mistake of not wearing anything underneath the hoodie. Amy's breasts were pale and smooth, with small pink nipples were fully exposed for the lucky people watching the scene.

Amy's eyes widened in horror as she realized her breasts were exposed, her hands instinctively flying up to cover herself, but Megan's grip on her hoodie was too strong, holding her in place. The surrounding students gasped in shock and amusement.

"Let go of me!" Amy yelled, her face turning red with embarrassment.

"Not until you hear me out," Megan replied, her voice low and dangerous. "You and your little friends humiliated me in front of the whole school. Now it's time for you to pay."

Amy's eyes darted around the hallway, looking for an escape route, finally she decided to do the unthinkable, she slipped out of her hoodie and without delay she ran away topless, her breasts jiggled as she sprinted down the hallway, leaving Megan standing there with the hoodie in her hand.

Megan threw the hoodie to the floor in anger and escaped the scene quickly, however the rumors of Megan's **** began to spread like wildfire around the school.