With six uniforms for twelve girls, the easiest way to divide them was for six girls to wear them.
"We're used to being naked, I'm sure," said Jessie. "We, um, could have some of us go naked just to show Falkowski what for."
Vivian stopped and thought. She was the first one to decide Jessie's plan was a good one. "Yes, we'll beat her at her own game. I like that."
"Heads up, I move that I not be naked," said Margret. "I think I've been naked enough in practice."
There was general consent in the locker room.
"Okay," said Jessie, "who's taking the plunge?" Just as soon as she finished her question, she whipped a finger to her nose. None of the others caught on to Jessie's invocation of the "nose game."
Margret was in the process of dressing. Her breasts just fit into the top, while her hips looked almost perfect in the bottom. She was walking around the locker room, ostensibly testing the uniform for weak spots. Finding none, she started to stretch.
"Show-off," sniped Alex.
Jessie expected no less a show of spite from the team benchwarmer. "Well, for that, Alex, I think you can go naked."
"Hey, I practically froze my vagina several times on various benches this year!"
Jessie shrugged. "Maybe you did do so more than the rest of us. I bet you're used to it."
Alex looked like she wanted to argue more, but apparently she couldn't.
Footsteps outside told the team that the student body was filing into the gym for the pep rally. They had to decide quickly.
Despite their different attitudes towards track, Rose was Alex's sister and an unfailing supporter of hers. She sat down and said, "I'll be naked, too."
Vivian and Rochelle were playing rock-paper-scissors for a uniform. Ariane took one without consulting anybody else. Inspired by Ariane's pragmatism, Lindsey and Suki did likewise.
Vivian beat Rochelle for the last remaining uniform and put it on. She smiled down at the other girls as she put it on. "I can feel why Margret was so relieved," she thought.
"Hey, Viv, you brought up that some of us could go naked in the first place!" protested Rochelle.
"You played this game, you can't back out now, Rochelle," said Vivian with a shrug as she stepped into the shorts.
Falkowski popped her head into the door. "Are you going to come out now?" she demanded.
The girls who were seated stood up and marched toward the door. Many were somersaulting inside but they tried their hardest to conceal it.
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