Middle of Class; Boys Lockers

Seeing the crowd clear out Renee almost sighed in relief as she pulled the skirt back up her waist. She was about to reach down for her blouse when a familiar gust of wind and bright light hit her.

The security guard turned around to check on her only for Renee and all her belongings to be gone. “Damn, she’s fast,” she said thinking Renee had quickly dressed, grabbed her stuff, and quietly ran out the door. Otherwise, what? She teleported? No way!

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Standing in a familiar locker room with her hands at her basically bare chest Renee again had to stop to get her bearings. Once she did it didn't take long for her to realize this wasn’t the girls locker room. Immediately noticing the layout was mirrored. Her heart stopped for a moment expecting some boy to pop out of one of the showers at any moment. However all she heard was some steady drips and the A/C.

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“The locker room suggestion sounded pretty fun, if only it happened at the beginning or end of a class” Jacob commented.

“Luck of the draw,” Tim said.

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Quickly grabbing a towel from a nearby rack Renee wrapped it around her torso and sighed in relief. Now left thinking of another plan to get out of this with no exposure. Having utterly failed at the store. The memory suddenly reminded her that her phone and keys were in her bag which hadn’t been transported with her. Instead Tim and Jacob had kindly redirected it to appear in her room safe and sound, but too far away to help the poor girl.

Renee quickly swept it from her mind and decided to focus on her current predicament. “Hold on, the girl’s lockers are just across the hall, I’ll just get my gym shirt and… maybe go home? Whatever does this to me never seems to target me there, hopefully it’ll stop… hopefully” Renee said to herself.