Jon raced to the gymnasium, where he found a bunch of activities going on at the same time. Some people were messing around with jump ropes, while others like Karyn had went outside to run around the track. He saw several girls including Tiffany stretching near the bleachers, drawing the attention of several jocks who were briefly distracted from their basketball game. She turned around with a knowing smile as she bent down, her ass front and center for the guys to gawk at. Ugh, just get a room already.
He knew people often started kickball games during P.E. and decided to join in. Running outside to the field, he quickly tugged on his bottoms as they were beginning to ride up. At the field, he found a group of students he didn't recognize in the middle of a game. Probably underclassmen, but hey, they've got a kickball. Mostly guys, but he did see two other girls among them.
"Hey, mind if I hop in?" He asked.
"Oh, sure!" The boy with the kickball eagerly answered. Based on his positioning, Jon guessed he was the pitcher. "Wanna take my spot?"
"Uh, sure..." Jon replied, slightly confused with the boy's upbeat attitude. Taking the kickball, he got into position and started winding up. Strangely, the boy stood right behind him as he let his first shot roll. The first kick by the opposing team was caught by a student at first base.
"Out!" exclaimed one of the girls, who apparently acted as the referee for the game.
"I'm Jimmy, what's your name?" Jon looked to see the boy remained in the same position as before.
"It's-ughh..." Jon was suddenly hit by a severe headache. Rubbing his temples, he slowly felt the pain leave him. "Sorry...it's Gwen." The boy had looked concerned for a moment, but was now relieved.
"Gwen? That's a pretty name."
"Thanks...I guess?" Gwen replied as she rolled the ball a second time. What's he getting at?
"So Gwen, what's your classes like? I haven't seen you before." A kicking sound, and now the ball went towards third base, where a different student caught it.
"Out!" Gwen heard once again.
"Uh, aren't we supposed to be playing kickball right now?" Gwen was starting to get annoyed. Why does this guy care so much about my classes?
"Oh, yeah sure. I was just wondering how I never noticed a cute shortie like you before."
"Excuse me?" Is he trying to hit on me? Gwen glared at the kid. He was decently tall, but did he really think she'd find the term 'shortie' endearing?
"Hey, I meant that as a good thing! You definitely stand out from the rest of the Freshmen, especially as a ginger."
Gwen had enough. Rolling the ball, she turned towards Jimmy. "Alright weirdo, first of all, I'm a Junior. Second, your pickup game makes me wanna vomit. Third-"
"LOOK OUT!" She heard, but didn't have time to figure out who said it. All she felt was the quick force of a rubber kickball against the side of her face, followed by darkness as she collapsed to the ground.
Gwen found herself just outside the nurse's office. "Geez, I feel like that ball gave me a concussion..." As she walked back to her locker, she noticed several strange looks: sneers from several girls, shock from many guys (with winks from one or two of the confident ones) and a thumbs-up from Sarah.
What the hell is going on? Based on where their eyes moved, she ended up looking down.
She was wearing the outfit Sarah gave her! With the short skirt and thigh-highs! Probably the panties too, but she sure as hell wasn't going to flip up her skirt to verify.
A desire to be alone became her first priority. I need to get to a bathroom! She started running, but soon after heard a wolf whistle that left her mortified. "Nice stripes, Gibson!"
Gwen immediately tried to pull at the hem of the skirt, but then afterwards put a hand in front and behind her crotch. She couldn't take the looks either, so she started staring at the ground.
I'm almost there, it should be right around this corner-ah! She clearly ran into someone else. Briefly disoriented, she looked around to get her bearings. She made two discoveries:
One: She and the other person both fell to the ground.
Two: She was sitting on the other person's face. They definitely saw her panties.
"EEEEEEEEP!" Gwen shrieked, quickly getting up. She was frozen in fear and shame, her face completely red. How could this get any worse?
A nearby student asked, "Whoa, Jay, you alright man?"
She sat on her crush's face! Jay's head was between her legs! She looked at him, and he simply had a dazed expression along with a smile on his face. Not as if he was concussed, but as if he saw something incredible and was now in a state of complete bliss.
Gwen put two and two together. "I don't...feel great..." were her last words before fainting.
