Look for the matching bra.

Joan put the thong in her backpack and glanced around the beach, and saw footprints in the sand.

“There’s gotta be a matching bra,” Joan said. She began to walk forward, keeping her hands in covering positions. Thoughts of others seeing her naked crossed her mind. Joan had never wanted to be seen naked, though if she was going to win the popularity prize, she was going to have to overcome that fear.

However, she wasn’t quite ready for that.

“A girl won it by being cute once… I just have to do that,” Joan said with a blush as she followed the footprints in the sand. After what seemed like a long walk, Joan finally spotted something in the distance. It was something black.

That had to be the bra. She started running in the sand, and finally approached it. Sure enough, that was the matching piece of underwear.

‘That girl is completely naked now,’ Joan thought as she picked up the undergarment. She placed the bra in her bag knowing that by taking this girls clothes, people might be more interested in what would happen to her. She was going to have to make up for this later to catch her popularity up.

Once she zipped up her backpack, she slung it back over her shoulders, thinking about what to do next. However, before she could think about looking for the key or boosting her popularity, she heard a moan echo through the beach.