Molly was still high on the events of earlier today.
Not only did her delicate mischief cause a Teacher to secretly masturbate in class but that was only the beginning.
Her second class led to Caleb's brother Nathan into drawing naked pictures of Molly in crazy positions on his notebook. Each time he showed her she couldn't stop laughing. Before long her Teacher the bitch cracked down on them yet again. This time Molly was not only asked to leave the class but to cover herself up. The grisly older Teacher "Mrs. Garibaldi" found Molly's braless nature distracting, disturbing, and despicable. She was the only one who thought that way.
Nathan chose to follow Molly into the hall catching her walking away.
"Twice in one week. You're breaking my record."
She frowns, "I did not intend to get evicted. I just could not stop laughing."
He nods chuckling, "I hear that."
She sheepishly grins, "I have never seen yoga positions such as you draw."
"We can act those out in the Men's room if you want."
"I cannot. You are not Caleb. If I am to obey it will be only him."
"Hey! It would be just as easy for me to swipe all those phone numbers and addresses Caleb's got."
"You could. Yet, I believe Caleb would like to be in charge. I will obey only him."
Nathan shakes his head, "Crazy! My brothers got you on a leash."
She winces at him then walks away. She needed to use the restroom anyway.
She spent her entire class hiding in a bathroom stall until she heard a bell ring. Her third class of the day was Gym. Luckily, she loved sports and staying fit. Gym was right in her wheel house. Not to mention she knew that the gymnasium was a shared course. Guys and girls coed.
She headed for her locker room to change yet again. She had a uniform she had to wear for Phys Ed. What she had forgotten was the fact her shirt was a simple white t-shirt with no sleeves. Having no bra she nearly panicked. The other girls in her class eyed her braless changing. Finally, one girl a thin strawberry blond with a healthy chest of her own crept up behind Molly.
"I have a sports bra if you need it. Going out like that is going to get you into trouble."
Molly creased her brow at the girl, "So kind of you. I was not thinking when I left my bra at home."
"In Caleb Houser's locker, don't you mean?"
Molly dropped her jaw speechless.
"It's okay. I saw him take it from you earlier. Crazy stuff girlfriend. By the way my names, "April".
"Hello April. I should feel quite embarrassed ."
"Don't be. I like the freedom you exude. Not many girls take the risks you do. Of course, we all know Caleb's charisma. He could get any girl in this school. He chose you. Wonder why? No offense, you are beautiful."
"I do not know why. We get along quite well. He is handsome and charming. Unlike his brother."
"Yeah, Nathan Houser. The Dork King! That's what people call him. Here's that bra."
Molly claims it then fidgets, "Caleb will be on the other side of the court. I think I might like to shock him."
April wisps her hair and shakes her head, "Shock him? Shock the whole gym. Coach Ryder and Coach Macy might not like the scene you could cause."
Molly lowers her gaze then hands April back her extra bra, "I do thank you. I will take this risk."
"Hoookay! Caleb must be pretty special."
Molly smiles brilliantly, "As am I."
April smirked, "I'll watch your back. We all need a friend."
"Thank you, Friend April."
Leaving the locker room together April chuckled at the eyes trailing Molly. Her shirt was almost transparent and those nipples spoke highly of it.
"Here goes Champ. There's Coach Macy."
Coach Mary Macy to be precise. Butch in all her glory. The lesbian eyed Molly the second she and April stepped on to the court. Scrutiny at first. Interest the second.
"Well, well. Aren't we all flashy today. Indrabooty right?" Macy needled.
"This is me." Molly grit her teeth smiling.
"I can see that. Everyone here can. Including the freaktards over there."
Molly heard the girls whispering behind her about all the boys watching. Coach Dale Ryder had insisted his young men run laps around the half court. Anything to kill time the Coach thought.
The girls eyed the athletes and the nerds trying to be, as they jogged by them. Flirtations were abounding. Molly even heard the girls talk about Caleb. How hot he was.
As Caleb approached he blew a kiss at Molly. This made her blush. It also made the other girls resent it.
"Maybe he might notice us more if we lost our bras." Spat a freckled redhead with a thin frame.
April stepped up, "And your connect the dot face, Shawna. If Caleb likes Molly that's his choice."
Making faces at each other only made Mary Macy shake her head.
"Young adults if you please! Tantrum's aside or do you want laps yourselves?"
"We know you do rugmuncher." Whispered Shawna to a friend.
"What was that?"
"Nothing Sir! Ma'am! Can we play some basketball today?"
"You read my mind, Red." Mary threw the ball at her brusquely.
"Who wants to be Shirts and who wants to be Skins?" Shawna chuckles looking at Molly.
"That's enough, Miss Bruce. Ten laps."
"Only if you can catch me, Sweet Tart." Shawna had all the girls clamping hands over their mouths to avoid laughter.
Mary Macy grumbled under her breath wanting to lash out at the harassment but knew better. The School policy forbid so much as even a grip on an arm.
"Run the court Spruce Bruce. Pass the ball to someone who wants to participate in class."
Shawna rolls her eyes then hurls the ball at Molly, "Catch Booty!"
The basketball slammed into her chest bouncing off and forcing Molly to catch her breath. Molly strained to find the courage to remain calm. Unlike her new friend.
April Hines took offense and began chasing Shawna around the court. Shawna merely laughed at her and darted away, "Can't catch me, Hines. Hey, I just realized Booty and Hiney. Butt buddies."
