Stay for safety

Jessica sighed and didn't want to have a nasty rash on her back. She figured she could cover up while she was under. As she walked to the shower in the back corner, she made sure to keep her chest away from students as she peeled her shirt off. There were gasps of realization as her bare back came into view. Jessica covered her breasts with the shirt and waited on the teacher to get the shower ready.

The plastic curtain was drawn, and she was told to drop the shirt. The teacher picked it up with tongs and placed it into a plastic bag for disposal. The shower was then activated, and Jessica was drenched for a few seconds before it turned off, and she was cleared. Of course, she had to cover her breasts, but another problem presented itself. Her shorts, now soaked, we're heavy on her hips and began to descend.

"Can someone take Jessica to the locker room and get her something to wear?" the teacher said, handing her a towel.

"I'll go, it was my fault, so I'll help her." the girl said.

"Thank you Kristen. Make sure you get her bag, as class is almost over.

Jessica wrapped the towel around her before the plastic curtain was pulled away. She was able to close the towel and keep her shorts up by holding onto the waistband at her hip. It was in the fashion that she followed Kristen out of the room.

"Hey, sorry about that." Kristen said as they walked.

"Well, with my luck today, it doesn't really surprise me." Jessica replied.

"Sure, but at least you got that note. Whatever you end up wearing will be acceptable." Kristen said.

"What do you mean? Whatever I wear?"

"Oh, the note said that your attire is excused due to a catastrophe, so it sounds like you could literally wear whatever you want, or even not wear anything at all!" Kristen said, stopping in the middle of the hallway.

"Why would I choose not to wear anything?" Jessica blushed, crossing her arms.

"Because you can! You'll be able to break the rules and not get in trouble!" Kristen said, noticing Jessica's shorts sagging under the towel.

"But why naked? Can't I be in my underwear?" Jessica asked, thinking this was all hypothetical.

"How about this, when the bell rings, I'm gonna do something crazy. Promise you won't scream?" Kristen asked, watching the shorts barely holding onto Jessica's hips.

"Sure, I won't. What are you gonna do?" Jessica asked, thinking Kristen might strip.

"Don't worry. Just stand there while I prepare." Kristen said, shaking her arms to loosen up.

RING! RING!

With that, Kristen pulled Jessica's towel off, leaving her topless as everyone poured into the hallway. She left Jessica's bag by her feet and ran away. Jessica kept her promise of not screaming, bit instead covered her bare breasts with her arms as students noticed her state of dress. Many cheers and hoots and catcalls came from in front and behind her. Blushing deeper, Jessica was at a loss as to her next move.

PLOP!

Jessica gasped as she felt cold air on her thighs and butt. Her shorts! Not needing to look down, she saw the reactions of everyone in the hall, as they pointed at her crotch and smiled or cheered louder. The girl's laughed and then she saw the phones.

"EEEEEEEEEEEK!" Jessica screamed as she crouched to pull her shorts up, baring her breasts to everyone before covering them up again.

"What is all this commotion? Why are you standing in the hall half naked, young lady?!" a woman Jessica didn't know was staring her down.

"It was an accident, I swear. I have a note!" Jessica said.

The woman waved her hand, beckoning for the note. Jessica crouched and used her bag to cover herself as she rummaged inside. Finding the note, she heard it to the woman.

"Hmm. I see, so Ms. Thornbush can back you up?" the woman asked.

"Yes! May I please go? I need to find something to cover me up." Jessica said.

"I may have something suitable in the lost and found." She said, beckoning her to follow.

Jessica picked up her bag and held it in front of her. Just like this morning, she had to use one hand to hold the bag, but this time her other hand was holding her bottom garment up, instead of down. She followed the woman as the students dispersed and went to class, talking about what they'd just seen. They all lamented that they couldn't get any good pictures or video.

Back at the lost and found, Jessica placed her bag on the counter, saving her arm from the strain of holding it. She instead moved her hands to hold her shorts up. She looked around to make sure no one was around, as they were treated to unobstructed side boob. As the woman rummaged inside the lost and found bin, the tardy bell rang.

"What's your next class?" the woman asked.

"History, ma'am."

"You can call me Miss. Thatchberry. I'm one of the guidance counselors here." the woman said.

"Thank you, Miss. Thatchberry."

The woman smirked at the girl's innocence. She was going to give her a hoodie and sweatpants, but with the note and her cute demeanor, another option presented itself.

"You should remove those shorts and let them dry in your locker. I'll bring you some clothes." Miss. Thatchberry said.

Jessica nodded, taking her bag and walked to the girls'locker room yet again. Though this time, she was sure no one else would be in there. Once at her locker, she took off her shorts. She wrung them out to get as much water out of them as possible before hanging them from a hook inside the locker. Now naked, she sat on the bench and waited for Miss. Thatchberry. A moment later, she entered the room and handed what Jessica would be wearing to her next class.

"Are you sure this is decent?" Jessica asked.

"It's a bit inappropriate, but under the circumstances, you'll get away with it." Miss. Thatchberry explained.