Samantha dreaded getting out of bed and her procrastination caught up with her when she heard her mother's knock at the door, "Samantha, are you awake? It's nearly 8:00 you're going to be late for school."
8:00! Samantha must have spaced out while she was laying in bed. "Yeah, mom, just getting ready," she lied. In fact, Samantha had no time to get ready at all. She quickly stripped off her pajamas and then raced over to her dresser to grab a bra. It was a lacy pink one from Victoria's Secret. She quickly slid it onto the firm C-cup breasts then reached behind her and hooked the clasp. She looked down at the purple thong that she was wearing, but she didn't care enough that her underwear didn't match to change out of that. Besides, she showered last night so it's not like it was dirty. She then grabbed a pair of jeans and slid them up her long legs, which were tan and very toned from years of cheerleading. As she got them over her hips she turned sideways and admired how the jeans flattered her tight little ass. She then slipped on a t-shirt and some flip flops before tying her hair back in a loose ponytail. She looked at herself again in the mirror. Not bad for getting ready in less than 5 minutes, she thought to herself.
She grabbed her backpack and raced down the stairs to her car where she knew her mother would be waiting. As she buckled her seat belt her mother gave her a sideways glare that let Samantha know that she didn't appreciate her running around last minute. On the drive to the school all Samantha could think about was that today is April Fools' Day. Considering her bad luck in the past on this particular day she felt she had a good reason to not like the holiday. On top of her bad luck though she thought a lot of the pranks that were pulled were juvenile and not really funny at all. Of course she wasn't particularly pleased with often being the butt of these pranks either. She felt like her friends and classmates often singled her out on purpose because she was never shy about making her disdain for the holiday known.
Her mom dropped her off in front of the school "Thanks, mom," Samantha told her, and then she shut the car door and made her way to her locker. She approached her locker cautiously. First she looked at the combination lock and handle to made sure someone didn't put glue or anything else on them. They both looked clean. She worked her combination and was ready to open her locker, but then she stepped to the side thinking that maybe someone put something in her locker that would pop out and scare her. She opened the locker from the side and when nothing happened she went inside to grab her books. As she was loading her backpack, Catherine from her cheer squad came up to her, dressed in full uniform.
"Sam, why aren't you in your uniform? You didn't forget about the pep rally today, did you?"
Samantha sighed, she completely forgot. Luckily she kept a spare uniform in her gym locker, but in her rush to get ready this morning she didn't have any time to put on make up or do her hair. She didn't think she looked too bad when she looked at herself in the mirror earlier, but not looking bad wasn't going to cut it before the pep rally for the biggest football game of the year. "Yeah, I totally did, but I've got a spare uniform in my gym locker. I look like crap though, I didn't have time to get ready in the morning."
Catherine flicked at Samantha's ponytail playfully, "Oh come on, it's not that bad. If it really bothers you just take a shower before the pep rally. There's no class in there before the rally."
Samantha smiled brightly at her fellow cheerleader. "Yeah, that's a great idea, thanks Cath." Samantha then zipped up her bag and shut her locker and headed off to the next class. As Catherine watched Samantha walked down the hall to her next class she said to herself, "You're very welcome Samantha," and then she began giggling.
The rest of the day went by pretty quickly for Samantha, which she was thankful for. There were no annoying jokes or stupid pranks and after her English class let out she made her way down to the gym. She saw that there were already a few cheerleaders in there setting up decorations, and she gave them all a smile and a wave as she headed into the locker room. Once inside she grabbed a nearby towel and sat in front of her locker. She opened it up and saw her uniform hanging there neatly, just as she had left it, as well as her emergency make up kit that she left on the top shelf. She then kicked off her flip flops and started to undress. Once she was nude she wrapped the towel around herself and headed into the showers.
She placed the towel neatly over the stall door as she stepped inside and shut it behind her. Samantha turned on the warm warm water and got under the showerhead. She let the warm water cascade over her firm cheerleader body, but little did she realize that as soon as the water had come on Catherine had stealthily sneaked into the showers and grabbed the towel she draped over the door. Not wanting to take too long and run out of time like she did this morning Samantha turned off the water and spun on her heels to face the shower door and grab her towel, except she saw that the towel wasn't there! She became nervous and peeked out from under the stall thinking it fell off on the other side, but it wasn't there either. She opened the stall door and hid her body behind it and she looked out. "Hello? Is there anybody in here?"
She got no response. She didn't want to leave the stall naked, but she felt she had no choice. At least she had her clothes and uniform in her locker. She stepped out nervously on her tip toes which accentuated the curves of her legs even further as if she was wearing high heels. She brought an arm up to her breasts and pressed it firmly against them which had the unintentional result of pushing them upward as if she was wearing a pushup bra. Next she pressed a hand between her legs. She felt her trimmed pubes which she kept carefully landscaped into a narrow strip of hair. Moving quickly but cautiously she went to her locker and began turning the knob for the combination. She grabbed the handle to the locker and pulled on it gently. She expected the locker to open, but it was stuck! She tried the combination against, this time slowing down because she thought in her rush she may have entered the wrong numbers. Stuck again! She looked at her locker exasperated when she noticed the yellow post-it stuck to the top of it, "Happy April Fools' day!" was written on it. It was then that she noticed that she locker had been glued shut from the outside. She looked around and saw that the pile of towels was gone too. She couldn't believe someone would do this to her! Jokes and playful pranks were one thing, but this was going too far!
Naked and wet, she sat in front of her locker thinking about what she could do. She figured her three options were.....   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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