"Because I had to throw something at you morons, you make me so mad!" Alas for Jennifer, she insulted her friends again. No sooner had she called them morons again that her hands were back at her skirt. Only this time she grabbed it by the elastic waistline and tore it off her hips. She pulled it off her legs and threw it aside. Then she screamed, "There, are you all happy now?" Now you don't need me to check for you, do you?"
This time, her friends were unable to say anything. They stood with their mouths agape at their friend, who was now nude from the waist down. And on top of all that, she didn't seem to care! They could tell that there was something very wrong with Jennifer, but they had no idea what. And now they were a little scared to anger her again.
"Would you just come on and let's practice these cheers, please?" she said with forced sincerity. Trish decided to speak up. "No, not until you tell us what's wrong with you." Jennifer shot back, "Nothing is wrong with me--other than I'm having probably the worst day of my life." They still refused to move. "Fine, stand there like a bunch of imbeciles." Another insult and only one piece of clothing remained. She crossed her arms in front of her, grabbed a hold of her top, and pulled it as fast as she could over her enhanced breasts. She pulled it up over her head and threw it to the ground next to her skirt. Now she was completely nude.
And now she suddenly felt a different sensation. Freedom. She was happy to be free of her clothes. She always liked being nude, but never could outside her house. But now she wasn't there and this felt great. She looked back at her friends who were now in even more shock than before.
"Hey, look, I'm naked," she said matter-of-factly. A look of calm had now replaced the anger that was so present only a minute ago. "Wow," she muttered. "This feels great." Liz then screamed, "Jenn, YOU'RE NUDE!!!!" She replied, "Yea, so?" "We're at school!" Liz screamed back. "What if someone else sees you?" "Eh, let them enjoy the show," she said.
Trish had had enough of this though. She could tell something was wrong. "Alright Jenn, that's enough. Girls, grab her things. We're skipping school until we know what's wrong." With that Liz and Jamie scooped up all of her shedded clothes and her backpack, while grabbing their own as well. Trish went up to Jenn and said, "Look, Jenn. We're all worried about you. Something is wrong and we're going to find out. Just come with us, OK?" Jenn simply said, "OK."
Liz and Jamie returned. "Where are we supposed to take her like this?" Liz queried. Trish said, "Just through the woods in back of the field, there's a little clearing that no one ever goes into. No one will see us there." "Great," Jamie chirped in, "and what if she steps on something in those woods?" Trish then turned back to Jennifer and said, "Jenn, why don't you put your shoes back on?" Now Jennifer got mad again. She looked at Trish coldly and said, "Don't you tell me what to do." "OK fine. Sorry Jenn. That answer good enough for you?" she said, looking back at Jamie. "Yea, fine. Let's just get out of sight." Trish took Jennifer by the arm and said, "Follow me."