Yuko fights her way out of the locker room, though not without losses

(chapter originally by Teraton on writing.com)

Yuko slowly took a step back. "You can't be serious..." When she didn't get any response aside from a few sneers and a continued approach from the girl's two cronies, she realized that yes, they were. Her slow steps back turned into a full turn and sprint, or at least almost did.

The girl to her right lunged forward as Yuko tried to turn, grabbing the arm of her jacket. Yuko was strong enough to push back, swinging her arm to slam the girl into the lockers, but unfortunately the girl held on. Yuko didn't have time to shake her off, either; the girl on her other side was about to grab her as well, and even their leader was starting to move on her now. The one she'd hit was stunned now, but would soon think to actually grab her arm instead of just her sleeve. Yuko cringed, and slipped out of her thankfully open jacket and started running.

Not a big loss, Yuko thought. Her t-shirt was just fine, and actually even easier to run in. Not looking back, she could hear at least two sets of feet running after her, and the girl in charge shouting after her companions to catch the cornered coach.

"Fat chance!" Yuko called back, "You really think you can keep up with-- oh!" Yuko's taunting was cut short as the girl behind her, seeing how close Yuko was to the door and knowing that she wasn't fast enough to catch her properly, lunged. She wasn't quite quick enough to grab an arm or her ponytail like she had been aiming for, but as Yuko's attacker fell to the floor, her fingers were just far enough to grab hold of some fabric.

And so, Yuko slowed down and nearly fell forward as her shorts were yanked to the ground. Her muscular legs slid into view, as did her tight butt in tight underwear. If it wasn't already red from exertion, Yuko might have started to blush. As it was, she was **** to jump out of her shorts, only possible because the loose pant legs let her shoes free fairly easily. She sent a quick kick backwards, hitting her assailants arm, not hoping to seriously harm her but maybe enough to keep her on the ground for a little longer. Unfortunately, even as she cursed in pain, the girl on the floor did not release Yuko's shorts, forcing her to run off without them.

Bursting through the locker room door, Yuko was struck all at once by her situation. Pants-less besides the school's thankfully vacant pool, she gasped and tugged the front of her painfully just-too-short shirt down to cover her front. Hearing the sounds of the girls behind her in the locker room, she knew she had to make a choice. Going through the main doors would take her back into the school; a humiliating prospect, as there were other clubs in the school that met at the same time as the Swim Team, but if she could just get to her locker at the front of the school! Her uniform proper was back in the locker room with her attackers, but she had a spare set of workout clothes and a spare swimsuit waiting by the glass main doors. The only problem was getting their unseen.

Her other option was to head out the pool's back exit. She was less likely to encounter any other students.... because that path would take her off school grounds. Quicker, yes, but Yuko _really _didn't want to run all the way home in just her underwear and t-shirt. Not to mention she'd have to pass a few highly populated shopping centers and train stations to get there...

She heard shoes slapping locker room tile right on the other side of the door, and Yuko knew she needed to bolt, now. Taking a deep breath, Yuko runs...