her clothes were stolen.

rounding the corner from the showers, Penelope's jaw swung open. she dashed over to her locker, and frantically felt around inside the locker. "w-where's my clothes?" Penelope cried, searching around the locker with panicked eyes. "I locked it! how did...?" she grabbed her school bag out of her locker, slung it over her shoulder, and slammed the locker door shut. she then started pacing the floor of the changing room, trying to think of what to do next. at that moment, the other girls in her P.E. class started filtering into the room. they all noticed Penelope in her current state, but focused on their own task. "hey, you good?" one of the girls asked Penelope. she shook her head, and clutched her towel closer to her body. the bottom of the towel ended above her knees, which caused her to shift her legs awkwardly. "I should have a spare kit if you wanna borrow it? maybe I can get the teacher?" the girl asked.