The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 01 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 01

... came to enforcing the rules and she wouldn't put it past him to do such a thing.

But how could she get help, then?

An idea formed. She would get help to come to her.

She walked past the front desk as the receptionist pretended to work, like there wasn't a semi-naked girl in front of her. But when she saw that the towel-clad girl was going to the back offices, she shouted something.

Sylvia picked up the pace and found an open office door, entering and running over to the phone on the table.

She pressed the button for the announcement system.

"Would Monica Dean please report to the Albino Ravens practice center?" She said in her most disguised, professional voice. "Monica Dean to the Albino Ravens."

The receptionist had burst through the door.

"I don't know what you think you're doing, but students are not permitted to use the PA system under any circumstances!"

"Well, I'd say these circumstances qualify." Sylvia walked past the woman, narrowly dodging as the older woman reached for her arm.

She pushed the door shut and there was an audible click, followed by the sound of somebody struggling with the lock.

"Young lady, you open this door right now!" She demanded, pounding on the wooden frame. "I mean it!"

Sylvia thought to the unsympathetic treatment she had received earlier.

"You'll just have to wait until lunch is over."

Sylvia left through the back doors of the office which led outside to a parking lot. The bright sun hurt her eyes ...

... a bit as she had to adjust to real light instead of the fluorescent facsimile she was under before. The distant sounds of whistles and practice teams could be heard, but the athletics programs were practicing on the other side of the school. She was making her way to the practice rooms. She had to walk slowly and deliberately to prevent her bare feet from getting scratched up on the pavement.

Her band, Albino Ravens, was able to commandeer an old shed that the school had once used to store construction materials back when it was being built. The construction crew had left it there, and it became sort of a legend among the students as to why. The obvious answer was laziness and negligence, but people loved to joke that there was a dead body inside. But without the pass code to the door (0000 but nobody ever bothered to try), they'd only have to speculate.

There was no such thing. Just some unusable wood, a few boxes of nails, and for now, an almost naked Sylvia.

The door creaked open and a shocked Monica entered.

"What happened to you?" She asked.

"Another long story. Let's just say that I beat a spoiled princess at basketball and she didn't handle it well.

"Now, how about we get me some clothes before lunch lets out and this place is surrounded by students?"

"Got it." Monica nodded. "Do you want some of mine?"

Sylvia looked the girl up and down. She was wearing a pair of shorts that squeezed her thighs and a semi-transparent button-down with a tank top ...