And at lunch, she checks out her options.

Nat gets back to English just in time for the end of the class. She's disappointed to have missed the read-aloud, {if Sluttery >70}though even more disappointed not to have been part of it{elseif Sluttery>30}which seems to have been quite the event{else}though she's sort of glad she did{endif}; Amanda, Marissa, and Destiny are all shiny-faced and dazed-looking, and Amanda's moved seats to be next to James, her shirt and bra discarded so he can play with her tits as they wrap up their chat. Calculus passes as it always does, World History is a lecture on the sexual servitude of ancient Egyptian ****-wives, and in Chemistry {if Lab Partner - Anna=true}{if Intellect > 60}she and Anna make quick work of their assigned experiment{else}Anna makes quick work of their experiment while she and Nat chat{endif}{elseif Lab Partner - Ricky=true}{if Intellect > 80}she manages to guide Ricky through the experiment they've been assigned (despite his amazingly bad instincts){elseif Intellect>60}she and Ricky manage to muddle through their experiment, getting the expected results just a minute before the bell rings{else}she and Ricky get hopelessly lost during their attempted experiment, leaving her both flushed with embarrassment and giggling slightly as Ricky leans his head on her shoulder and moans in mock-despair{endif}{endif}. She swings by her locker to change out her bags, then heads toward the cafeteria. As she does, she spots the massive bulletin board on the hall outside it and diverts quickly to take a look.

Only a week into the year, the thing is already covered with fliers. Officially they're all supposed to be about school business, but the janitors are engaged in a constant war against the tradition of slut-shaming, and most of the fliers up right now are just boys humiliating girls in public. A few of them are guys who enjoy that sort of thing punishing their girlfriends for some sort of infraction - Nat spots a flier with a picture of Celia, eyes watery and face smeared with cum, bound by her wrists in some sort of basement room. WE'VE BEEN DATING FOR SIX WHOLE WEEKS AND I STILL CAN'T TAKE NATE'S COCK WITHOUT GAGGING, block letters below the picture scream. SAD! {if Sluttery>80}Nat grins and yanks out a pen to add - as is traditional - some words of feedback for the girl being shamed. "Dumb bitch! Learn to throat or we all look bad," she scribbles. She smiles as she puts her pen away. She likes Celia, she and Nate are a cute couple.{endif}

Most of the fliers, though, are pretty harmless - just guys humiliating blackbands or particularly easy greenbands. Nat shudders in {if Sluttery>70}delicious remembrance{elseif Sluttery>30}a mix of horror and arousal{else}horror{endif} as she spots a flier of Denise: it has one photo of her that must have been taken the first day, in her dress and green collar, on her knees and looking uncomfortable as she sucks some unseen guy's cock. It's accompanied by a much nicer photo of her nude in her black band, grinning and giving the camera a thumbs-up as she lies on her back on a bleacher in the gym, getting plowed by some guy while two others stand by to wait their turn. She looks radiant and happy, her face covered in white cum. EASY CUM, EASY GO, the flier says simply.

After a few moments' hunting, Nat manages to find a couple of fliers that seem like they might be useful. She chews her lip, looking over her extra-curricular options.

One flier has a silhouette of a ridiculously, cartoonishly curvy woman with a ponytail and a pom-pom on it. In bubbly font, it reads, Got school spirit? Athletic? Confident? A Bad Bitch who knows her worth? Try out for Cheer Team! Seeking Full Squad for athletic events, CLs and CBs both needed. Contact Savannah M. with any questions. In the bottom corner of the flier, in pink gel pen, someone's added, Come try out! You know you wanna flaunt it. <3

A foot or so away from that one, slightly lower down, another flier boasts a pair of comedy and tragedy masks. Dost thou love the Theater? it inquires. Audition! For Shakespeare's Romeo & Juliet, a tragic tale of thwarted passion and doomed love. All genders needed, ensemble required - everyone gets a role! Directed by Ramon Vidal. At the bottom of the poster is a quote: "For never was there a story of more woe/Than this of Romeo and his little ho."

Nat chews her lip, thinking. Given that the auditions are at the same time, she can only try out for one of these - and both tryouts are tonight. Not a lot of time to prepare...which should I go for? She thinks over what she knows about them from her time in high school. {if Intellect > 20}I feel like both of these are kinda popularity contests...cheerleaders were always very socially aware, and drama club kids had their own internal rankings going on...but cheer also requires you to be, well, sexy. {if Intellect > 70}{if Sluttery >39}I feel like I can probably be sexy enough for the team...{else}Am I sexy enough? I'm not...sure...{if Popularity>59}but I do think it'd be a fun time. Maybe worth trying out for!{endif}{endif}{else}I dunno if I'd be considered sexy enough or not...and who makes the decision, anyway...?{endif} Then the Drama Club is doing Shakespeare...of course...{if Intellect > 59}which I love..{elseif Intellect > 39}which I'm ok at, I remember reading him in high school...{else}which I never really got...could be tough...{endif} Ugh. They're very different activities!{else}Hmmmm...I don't know which to pick...{if Sluttery > 80}_God, being a cheerleader sounds hot...all the guys like cheerleaders. _A sudden vision of on her knees in the gym, surrounded by strong, masculine legs and hard cocks, swims through her mind. But on the other hand...if I got a good role in the school play, I might get fucked...onstage in front of everyone... She can't help imagining herself in the spotlight, gasping out an orgasm as some handsome boy fucking her declaims a monologue to thunderous applause. Man, what to choose...{elseif Sluttery > 50}They both seem like good opportunities to meet guys...{endif}{endif} She frowns at the signs for another few seconds, then sighs. Well, the tryouts aren't till tonight. Guess I'll just decide then. Shouldering her bag, she heads into the cafeteria.

The bustle of the lunchroom is less overwhelming, now that she's had a few days to get used to it. She patiently waits in line for her food{if Slut_Clothes=true}, {if Sluttery>70}enjoying{elseif Sluttery>40}ignoring{else}enduring{endif} the usual number of hands groping her ass and tits{endif}. As she heads away with her tray, stepping adroitly around a couple of guys taking it in turns to deepthroat a blackband, she scans the crowd. Anna, Claire, and Beth are clustered at one table near the edge of the room{if Anna Distraction > 30}; Anna sees her looking and waves her over imperiously{endif}.{if PlasticsMember=true} Closer to the center of the room she spots her new friends: Faith, Chad, Damian, Zoe, Irina{if Ricky > 30}. Her heart does a little flip as Ricky sees her and smiles, waving her over{else}, and Ricky{endif}.{endif}