There was one more game after that. Esper was in one of the teams. She was sent out early when a ball grazed her shoulder. Other players from both teams were eliminated quickly until there were two players left on one side against a lone girl on the opposite.
One of the girls from the larger team threw her ball at the lone player, who neatly caught it, sending the thrower out of the court and allowing one of the lone player's teammates to rejoin the match.
One of the girls from the larger team threw her ball at the lone player, who neatly caught it, sending the thrower out of the court and allowing one of the lone player's teammates to rejoin the match.
Then the girl who was no longer alone threw her ball at her single opponent, who easily caught it. That eliminated the lone hero and allowed a team member to return. Immediately after that, a ball thrown from the again-larger team was caught by the opposing solitary player.
The exchanges went on for a fair bit with balls being thrown from one larger team being caught by a lone member on the other side. Both team sizes alternated between two and one.
It looked like the girls were playing a game of 'Catchball'.
The match finally, finally ended when a lone player fumbled her catch and was out. The teacher blew her whistle, accompanied by the collective sigh of the watching classes. She then declared the class over and sent all the girls to the gym locker room.
Selina was one of the girls bold enough to take a shower after gym. While they were together in the communal shower, Sandy observed the taller girl's athletic body and her perfectly-shaped breasts. Her long brown hair, covered by a shower cap at that moment, would complement her beauty, making that tall girl one of the prettiest girls in school.
Sandy felt a pang of jealousy when she realized that.
However, Sandy noticed that Selina had small eyes. Without any makeup, they made her face appear plain. It was small comfort to Sandy that the tall girl had a flaw to her beauty.
After she was done, Selina stepped out of the shower area, wrapped in a towel. She took off her shower cap as she approached her locker.
Sandy was done at the same time and followed behind the taller girl. When she saw Selina's hair freed of the shower cap, Sandy thought it was strange that the tall girl had kept her hair tied. Selina's brown hair had been held together by the same pair of black bands and hair clip since morning.
Sandy stopped thinking about it once she reached her own locker, which was right beside her classmate Darla, a dark-skinned girl with black hair. Darla was in a towel and she was busy talking with Ariel, not at all in a hurry to prepare for class. Sandy took no notice of the conversation.
As she dressed, Sandy recalled her conversation with Momma Lois earlier in the week. She had asked her guardian about getting a part-time job. Momma Lois had been in support of it. The guardian had thought that it would be a good opportunity for her ward to learn responsibility.
Momma Lois had stressed the word 'responsibility'. And immediately after that had sent Sandy to do her homework. Well, what was important was the money anyway.
Sandy reached into the locker for her bra.
Once she had gotten a job, Sandy would be able to earn money. Then she could afford all the good things she dreamed about. Some nice clothes would be good. The blouse that Sandy had just put on was way too plain.
"Er, Sandy?" Ariel tapped her shoulder. Beside the blond stood a half-dressed Darla who had an arm covering her chest. Darla's other hand was on her side with her elbow turned outward to match the indignation on her expression.
Sandy turned to her close friend. "Uh, yeah?"
"Dreaming again?"
Sandy smiled sheepishly. "Was it that obvious?"
Ariel nodded. "I think you're wearing Darla's bra."
Sandy examined the bra that she had under her blouse. Then she looked into her locker to see that her own bra was still hanging deep inside. "Oops, sorry!" She started undoing her blouse buttons.
It was fortunate that the mistake was discovered before they left the gym locker room.
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