Day 2

Mackenzie stepped into her deserted dorm room and closed the door behind her, making sure to lock it. After tearing off her coat, she flopped onto her bed and gave a groan as she tried to forget about her embarrassing morning. Wearing another borrowed dress from Marianne had not been a wise move, given how windy the day had turned out to be. Despite her best efforts not to, Mackenzie had inadvertently shown her purple panties (and the amazing ass they contained) off to quite a few people on her walks to and from class. But still, while that wasn't exactly a good day, it certainly wasn't a bad one. Not by Mackenzie's standards. So, the redhead shrugged the embarrassment off and rose to get ready for work.

She shivered slightly at the memory of her previous shift; hastily delivering drinks wearing nothing but an apron, all while dozens of students ogled her most intimate spots.

But, she thought as she roused herself from reliving the humiliating memory, that's not happening again!

True enough, Mackenzie's wardrobe problems last time had begun once her cheap belt snapped, freeing her oversized jeans from their duty of staying on Mackenzie's hips. But this time she had "borrowed" a thick and sturdy belt from Willow, who Mackenzie was sure would never miss the thing given how many she owned. There would be no falling pants for Mackenzie today, that was for sure!

Mackenzie shucked off the blue dress she'd been wearing and began getting dressed. She tugged on another green t-shirt, almost identical to the one she'd lost Monday. And like her first shirt, it hugged tightly to the curve of her chest, revealing ever so slightly that Mackenzie wasn't wearing a bra underneath if one looked closely at the two faint bumps her nipples formed through the shirt. This one read "Perk up with some E'n'F!" in a splash of yellow and blue. Then Mackenzie pulled on her ridiculously baggy jeans, the only pair of pants she truly owned. After affixing the belt though, they stayed securely in place on her hips. Mackenzie gave a small nod of approval before tugging her shoes on over her gray ankle socks. With her phone and key in her pockets, the young beauty was officially ready for her second shift at Energy 'n' Fuel Cafe!

Mackenzie pulled her coat back on and headed back to the other side of campus. Overall it was an uneventful walk to the cafe. She was recognized by a few people, given the expressions a few made when they saw her face. But most people weren't rude enough to call out to her or reference her "streaking" escapades. At least, not once they realized that Mackenzie was fully clothed and not up to anything scandalous at the time. As a whole, most of the school was getting used to the fact that there was a girl who would occasionally go "streaking" around campus. Mackenzie wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. On the one hand, most people now tended to leave her alone (as long as she was clothed). But on the other, she was growing more infamous by the day. In fact, her notoriety as a frequent streaker had resulted in the formation of a certain... group. A group that would soon begin to play a very big role in Mackenzie's life...

The redhead soon made it to work right as her shift started. She hung up her coat and put on her nametag (making sure she pinned the metal piece to her apron this time), before seeking out her manager. Ben soon informed Mackenzie about what she'd be doing for her shift that day.