The smartest choice that you could think of was sneaking into the kindergarten for some clothes. You knew it was a risky decision, as there were about a hundred things that could go wrong. Some little girl could find you and mistake you for a doll, or a school employee could find you a mistake you for a small child. Still, you were a teenage girl, and there was no way you were going to school naked.
So, acting out real life almost like it was a scene from a spy movie, you crept along the side of the kindergarten building. You searched until you found an open window, which thankfully led to an empty classroom. You scaled the wall and flipped into the room, immediately going to work to try and find some clothes to wear.
It didn't take long, as luck seemed to be shining down upon you today. You found some simple doll clothes that fit you, a plain tan shirt and tan pants. There were no shoes, or underwear for that matter, but you figured you would survive for one day. With that done, you escaped out of the kindergarten the way you came in, and sprinted all of the way to your high school.
You walked into the front doors with a few precious minutes to spare before classes began. You ran as fast as you could until you stopped suddenly in the hallway. For some reason, your mind had completely blanked on what class you had first today. The incidents you had experienced had jumbled your brain. What class did you have again?
Was it Art with Miss Mason? Your art class was usually pretty fun, and Miss Mason was probably the nicest teacher in the entire school. She was an attractive blonde who made it her mission to make sure you enjoyed your class each day. She wasn't the most observant woman though, leading to many incidents involving the art supplies and the other students, even Miss Mason herself on occasion.
Did you have English class with Miss Robin? English class was exactly like any other English class in the world. A boring forty minute torture fest, occasionally interrupted by a fun little activity. You rarely read any good books. Miss Robin was alright, and fairly good looking, but she wasn't anything special. Most kids hated the class, and some mean girls tried to amuse themselves with you in various ways sometimes.
Maybe you had gym class first thing today. Gym was lead by Miss Woodcrest, who was definitely the strictest woman in probably the entire world. If she caught you slacking off, not giving one hundred percent, or even glancing at her curved, toned body, you had a million push-ups in your future. She never took it easy on you, nor did the girls in the class. She had a habit of punishing you if she thought you were slacking.
The last option was science class with Miss Sarah. Miss Sarah was the busty woman at your school, and none of her outfits came close to holding her jiggly flesh. Every person in the school, both male and female, found themselves staring at her body. She was also the most oblivious teacher at the school, and never seemed to be aware of your existence, even though you had been in her classes for two whole years. Mean students would often add you to the experiments for the day, and unaware Miss Sarah would torment you for forty minutes, sometimes longer if the situation was dire.
You pondered about this for a few minutes, coming to the conclusions that your classes really sucked. At the very least, Kat and Ana were in all of those classes with you, so they would be able to protect you, to some extent. Kat and Ana were the cause of a lot of torment to you themselves. Finally, you remembered what class you had first today. Which is it?
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