Journalists and a camera

Sandra was a popular local journalist. She presented a morning show that liked to try to portray actuality in a "hip" fun way to attract the youth but was unsurprisingly mostly,arched by a middle aged audience.

It was pretty popular in its own rights. And today Sandra was at the school to present the principal's initiative on encouraging creative extra curriculum activities. But what they witnessed was definitely not what either had in mind.

"What are they looking at?"

"Eh ma'am is that a naked girl inside the school?"

"Oh my! Whoever little whore is doing this will regret it"

The principal pulled the ear of a drooling perverted boy from the crowd.

"What's going on?! Why is that girl pressing her butt against the door?! Who is she?!"

The drooling boy sheepishly pointee at his phone.

"Well I-I'm not sure but everyone is saying it's Amira. So I was just curious..."

The name echoed in the principal's ears like a personal attack. She finally felt vindicated in her mindless hatred of the poor girl.

"I always knew that girl was secretly a whore!"

Suddenly a mic was shoved at the principal's face.

"Ma'am care to elaborate on the situation? Are we witnessing some sort of hazing ritual? Should we worry about this naked individual?"

The principal looked in horror behind the journalist. She saw Sandra's assistant with a concerned look but most importantly she sa her cameraman recording the whole scene then pointing the camera at her.

The principal knew she wouldn't be able to stop them from using this footage. She had to find a way to save face and her career.

"What?! Not at all! What are you talking about?! Nothing happened in my school without supervision"

"So the naked girl stuck on the door was under your supervision?" The journalist asked with an eery smile.

"What?! I mean YES! It's part of an art project! Yes it's an art project. Don't worry. They're adults and this exercise is helping them... Et channel their creativity and embrace their inner self in a pursuit of true freedom and...self acceptance or something"

"Wow how brave and progressive of you ma'am. I suppose we misjudged you. Could we speak to the...eh...performer?"

"Uuuuhhh just give me a minute!"

The principal rushed through the crowd and started scattering them away. Not before they managed to take clear pics of Amira's...well... EVERYTHING!

"Can you believe this? I always wanted to present something scandalous like this! I'm gonna be famous!"

"You're seriously not gonna do anything?!"

Sandra looks in confusion at the person behind her.