bell was about to ring, and No wait. She had just gotten out of the locker room shower, and was about to change back into her clUpdated at Apr 28, 2023, 22:04
bell was about to ring, and No wait. She had just gotten out of the locker room shower, and was about to change back into her clothes- but she noticed her bra was missing. "What the hell?" She mumbled softly as she held a small towel around her small body."Looking for something?" She heard someone say, as she looked up to see- Sarah. The typical highschool mean queen. She was only popular because of her looks. She was pretty, yet her attitude wasn't."Yes, I believe I am." Noami muttered, catching a glimpse of something being held behind her back. "Give it back." Noami growled as she tried to grab it from behind Sarah without making too much movement. She didn't want her towel to fall. "I said give it back, whore!" Noami growled once more. "Ah, name calling now?" Sarah snickered as she dropped the practically torn up bra ok the floor. "Whatever- have fun with that!" The girl snickered once before walking away to the sound of the bell ringing... was she going to do without her bra? She had nothing but a white t-shirt.. Surely, her boobs could be seen through it.. But she was just going home- right? So maybe no one would notice if she walked the long way home, no one really took the route anyways..A few minutes later, after Noami has gotten dressedShe was almost fully clothed, just missing her bra. She tried to hurry but before she could leave the gym she heard her name being called."Shit!" She mumbled, turning around- hoping her hair was long enough to cover her nipples. "Yes, Coach Samuels?" She said, trying not to act obvious."Can you help me get some small weights from the back room? I could do it but it'd take me a while- I'll give you bonus points on today's work out if you want." Coach spoke.It was the day after, and Noami had felt a little weaker in the legs then she did before all of it happened. Yet, all she could seem to do while she sat in her desk is think about what had happened."Ms. Smith! What's do you know the answer?" The teacher, Mrs. Jackson, called out knowing she wasn't paying attention. But Noami had already gotten in trouble for not paying attention a few times previously in other classes, so if she admit to not paying attention it would mean a detention."Y-yes, ma'am!" Noami stuttered, desperately looking at the word for the problem- she was quite good at math, so hopefully this won't be too hard. But when she couldnt see the problem on the board, she looked at the Emilia's paper. Muttering "damnit" when she realized that the paper flipped so she couldn't see it."2x raises to the 4th power- so Uhm.. 18?"Noami panicked and said, accepting her basically defeat. "No, and I believe that'll be a detention for you- maybe you should learn to pay attention in class, Ms. Smith." The teacher spoke as she turned around and continued to teach her lesson.."Room 327? I didn't even know we had one.." She muttered walking down the hall, glancing left and right for the room number.. Until she saw Coach Samuels. She blushed, and debated just wandering around for a while til she found it.. But that would just be more detention, so she let out a small groan and approached him. "C-coach?" She twiddled her thumbs together, as he looked down on her and smirked. "Ah, Noami. What can I help you with?" He said with a small smirk."Room 327- can you help me find it?" She mumbled looking down, she could barely stand to look him in the eyes- due to what had happened the day before. It only made her blush more and weak in the knees to think about it."Ah, well your in luck." Coach Parker Samuels hummed, "Because I was just looking for my student who had detention- in 327. It's on the older side of the building- and since there's only one detention kid today, because the rest already did theirs during lunch break.. It's you." He chuckled, and Noami nodded slowly. "I do have detention.." she spoke softly, as she began to follow him to room 327.By the time they where there she had sat down on one of the older models of a student desk, "Damn, these are kind of shitty." She said- surprised at how unstable the desks where. "Language." Coach said as he sat down in his chair- eyeballing Noami."Begin on whatever task you need, and if you need help- then I'm right here." Coach said as Noami began to pull out a folder, with a few pages on unfinished work.Another time skipShe was only 15 minutes into detention, she just needed 15 more until she was done with her time. She looked up at Coach, slowly feeling weak in the knees once more- she could feel herself becoming wet. "Oh gosh.." she mumbled a little, unsure how to react.After another 2 minutes she came across a math problem she just didn't understand, "Coach." She spoke, standing up and walking up beside him and setting the paper down. "I don't understand this problem, can you help?" She said, eyeballing him."Of course." He said looking at the problem, "3x to the 17th power? Come on, this is easy stuff. Like freshmen review." He looking up her.