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She stopped to scratch her ass and then opened the door to the locker room. You keep going and hope you can make it past the door to the girl's locker room before anyone else appears. You inch your way forward sliding and lifting myself to crawl toward the back of the gym. You finally reach the girl's locker room door and stand up and run past it toward the dark backstage area in the gym. You can still hear the basketball bouncing and girls shouting at each other.

You just about make it to the shadowy area behind the stage when the looker room door opens and you dive the rest of the way. You peek out to see the girl go past who does not appear to have seen a naked boy.

You grope around in the dark since the thick curtains to the stage are shut tight. You feel various objects and are on the lookout for any clothing or towels. You have no luck. You do come across a wooden box as tall as you are with a door that hinges open. You wave a hand inside but feel nothing. Why would an big empty box be back here? You give up pondering that and keep feeling around the stage for anything that might cover your naked body.

The girls in gym class are coming off the gym floor and you hear the locker room door open many times. Later, you hear them chatting as they left after showering and changing back into their normal clothing. Soon the whole gym is silent and you can finally breath easier.

Betsy has to have heard about your through the school naked. Your only hope is that before she leaves school for the day, she returns to give your clothes back.

After more searching for material to cover yourself, you give up. But now you hear the gym door open and slam shut with an echo. Then growing nearer is the sound of two girls chatting about something. Did Betsy bring a friend to further humiliate you? Then you peek out of the thick stage curtains to see it is two cheerleaders and they are headed to the back of the gym. Perhaps they will go into the locker room, but you rule that out since the coach always lock that up after class. You get a bad feeling and in a panic, you try to find someplace to hide.

You get in the large box and close the door, holding it tight from inside in case anyone tries to pull it open. Someone discoveres how to turn on the backstage lights. Light pours in through the seams of the box you are standing in. Then you hear the girls talking and a couple of guys too. You cannot make out what they are saying. You are just releaved they are not trying to get into the box.

Then you feel the box start to tip over and being dragged a few feet forward. Then it is set upright once more. The sound of lots and lots of students are filling up the gym and you remember this is Friday and a pep rally is planned before the football game that night. You just have to wait all this out because the pep rally means school will be over after one more class.

A female voice on the microphone is trying to get the crowd energized. You hear cheerleader chants and hear them jumping on the wooden gym floor. Then you feel someone's presence near the box and you hold the door closed.

"God! I guess they got someone else." Someone tugs on the door again. "I wished they had told me."

When you peek through a crack in the door, you see a cheerleader walking away. But she is soon replaced by three of the football players who are standing very close to your box. A sound is made like the stage curtians being pulled open and the box you are in starts to move like it is now on rollers. Perhaps they are just pushing you out of the way. You wish that was the case. You feel your heart nearly jump out of your chest as you roll down a very steep ramp.