"Did you hear how loud Rachel spanked that dweeb earlier?"
"Hoh-my-gosh, it was TOO funny! Did you hear that yelp? Snrk!"
"Yeah! She ain't sitting comfy in her next class, that's for damn sure..."
As her friends continued to talk about Rachel's spur of the moment spank, she was noticeably quiet as she mulled over what she did. Giving her teammates the occasional, hearty swat on the ass was one thing, but a stranger? And such a hard smack at that! She grimaced, feeling a twinge of guilt over doing it in front of everyone. But, at the same time.. wasn't that girl kinda asking for it? Surely, anyone in her position would have done the same. These were the thoughts that she took back to the locker room in order to freshen up for her next class.
"Aha-.. yeah, yeah. See you later!" Rachel calls out, giving a brief wave to the rest of the girls before turning to head to her class. Her sporty ponytail was undone and replaced with sideswept bangs and lengthy hair, and her attire was now something more casual; denim shorts and a black top. Even still, her height and frame were dead giveaways to anyone looking for her.
"Hum.." Now that she thought about it, was that girl familiar.. at all? Her brow furrowed as she tried to recollect the chestnut-haired girl, to no avail. That aggravating, high-pitched tone was definitely something she'd have remembered. A quiet exhale escapes her nostrils as she shakes her head. Maybe she wouldn't run into that girl ever again!.. or, maybe that girl was standing right outside of her next class.
"Wh-.. How did you-?" Rachel asked, stunned that the shorter girl was able to find her next class. Those deep, hazel hues trailed down to stare back at Candice. Before she could ask how they found her, she'd be subject to a few jabs at her conscious. Even if Candice was still maintaining that nerdy persona via making their tone obnoxious, their words rung true. By the end of their tongue-lashing, the volley-gal's shoulders slumped forward slightly. "Ah-.. yeah, maybe that was a liiiiittle uncalled for. Sorry 'bout that," she says.
Candice's plans to get the tomboy alone were seemingly foiled, as her attempts at gesturing elsewhere went unnoticed. That's a problem with trying to act like a nerd- you often go overlooked! Assuming the apology was enough, Rachel turned to head into her next class- leaving the girl to her own devices if not stopped. "See ya'."
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