Trying to fix it

Willow held both hands over her rear end as she dashed away, her face going as red as her hair. She found the textiles classroom, fortunately empty, and went inside. She locked the door so she would not be discovered, then undid her jeans and slipped them off, stepping out of her sneakers to make it easier.

Clad in her Fruit of the Loom panties, Willow crossed the room to a sewing machine. She looked at the ruined seam of her trousers and sighed. She really hoped she could fix this...

A frantic banging noise made her jump. Willow looked at the door of the classroom, thinking that someone wanted to come in. Maybe karma had caught up with Cordelia and her tight cheerleading uniform had burst at the seams...

The banging came again, and Willow realised it was coming from a cupboard.

"Hello?" She said, leaving her jeans and walking over, "Is someone in there?"

More banging, and a faint cry.

"Are you stuck in there?"

Willow unlatched the cupboard and pulled the door open.

"Oh, thank you!" She found a girl inside, about her age, dark brown straight hair, pretty in the same way Willow was pretty and dressed in clothes that must have come from a secondhand shop as the flared jeans and wide-collared top were more suited to the 1970s.

"Did you get trapped in there?" Willow asked.

"Oh, I've been trapped for a long time," the girl said, smiling, "but you've set me free."

"You're... welcome?" Willow backed away, something about this felt very wrong.

The girl suddenly lunged at her, fingers bent into claws, Willow dodged to the side and then ran for the door.

She pulled at the door, but forgot she had locked it and the girl caught up with her.

"You'll all pay for what you did!" the girl cried, grabbing at Willow's jumper.

"I didn't do anything!" Willow exclaimed, fiddling with the lock, finally managing to twist it round, she pulled the door open but the girl had hold of her and was pulling her backwards.

"You'll all pay!" The girl shouted again, Willow was being pulled hard but the girl had her jumper and not her skin so she turned and bent, letting the woollen garment slide up her body and arms and the girl ended up holding that but letting Willow free, she ran into the corridor in her underwear.