Mr. Fredricks never came back with my clothes. In fact, he never came back at all. Mr. Fredricks left the building for some reason and the other students were goofing around the gym doing their own thing. I knew I couldn't stay in his office forever, so I bravely tried to sneak back to the locker room. To my horror, I was noticed almost immediately.
"Hey, everyone, Cassie's running around naked!" A boy called out.
Everyone laughed at me, the boys, the girls, everyone. I moved my arms to try and cover myself, but by then someone had got out a bag of dodgeballs.
"Let's get her!" Another boy said.
A storm of red rudder balls was thrown at me. Paralyzed with fear, and mortified by shame and my own indecency, I only stood there as ball after ball slapped into my bare skin, leaving a red mark and a lingering stinging sensation. It hurt and it was humiliating, but it was not the worst thing to happen. No, that was my rival, Sophia White, recording the whole thing on her phone's camera.
"No! Noooooo!" I cried out.
Then, a dodgeball hit me directly in the face. I regained my senses and realized I had to act fast. My classmates were a bunch of crazy assholes, so who knows what they would do if I stuck around. I had to get moving ,and I had to move fast.
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