Stepping out of the stall, Jon made his way out of the bathroom.
Unfortunately his locker was half way across the school. Heading down the hallway, he knew he'd be passing the biology lab. Peeking through the door window, he could see his book and pen on the desk, Ashley had started working on her half of the project, standing there in her blue tank top, with Jon's jeans and trainers.
Doesn't look like there's anything in her- my? pocket. Jon thought, scanning the area around his desk. Not on the floor either, so hopefully she's not holding it.
Continuing his trek toward the locker, he'd got a better idea of how to walk in the sandals, but the small jiggling sensation from his butt with every step was something he hoped not to have to get used to.
Rounding the corner, his locker was only a few hundred metres and a flight of stairs away. But midway down the hall was Sarah and her boyfriend Biff, making out against the trophy case.
Jon had no desire to be confronted by either of them, but that would mean backtracking to the other stairs. A sacrifice he'd have to make, Sarah was a bitch normally, no way Jon wanted to find out what new insults he'd receive.
Making his way back and up the other stairs, he cringed at the jiggle from his backside as he climbed the steps, but persisted and made it to his locker without any further possible confrontation.
Opening the locker Jon was met with more of his wishes changes. Half the contents of his locker had been swapped with Ashley's.
