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Karis walked down the staircase, bag swinging as she reached the changing room. People were trickling in and out slowly, wearing the tight P.E kit. A few sneered at her as they shoved past, plaiting their perfect blonde hair. Karis rolled her eyes and sat down next to the door, waiting for her best friend, ______, to arrive so they could get changed together. Why didn't I bring my bra? Karis thought gloomily, I don't want them all seeing my breasts!
A few minutes pasted and she began to get worried. Playing with a strand of escaped brown hair, Karis scrambled in her bag swiftly, and pulled out her crappy phone. She thought about calling her mom, telling her to come and bring her the red lacy bra, but dismissed the thought--her mom going through her underwear draw? No way! Instead, she texted her best friend, ______:
Hey, its Kaz. Where the hell r u? People already changed! Come quick xx
Luckily, the kisses didn't mean anything--yet. Just as she sent the text, a teacher came briskly walking along, and blinked at Karis, while she stood up and hid her phone behind her back. "Watch it, Miss. Green." Mr Bequen snapped, then ordered her inside. When Karis slipped in, it was empty. Perfect--now she could get changed without anyone seeing her breasts. Hopefully, _________ wouldn't walk in.
Where r u ?
Was the only text she had gotten from ______ that day, and gloomily, Karis replied as she took out her trainers, shorts and tight T-shirt. Her dark brown eyes flashed with concern at her normal excuse: the bathroom. It was out-of-order.
Inside the changing room. Spotted by teacher.[/justify]