I was free. I was naked. I would just run back down to the basement and get dressed.
Walking through the halls of my school, my home for the past 4 years, I felt excitingly nude.
I spun around the smooth wooden floors and sang at the top of my lungs...
You better watch out...better not pout...better not cry, I'm telling you why...Santa Claus is coming to town!
But for the life of me I couldn't recall the next line.
Hmm...
My mind was severely bothered by my lack of lyrics.
Turning to the school auditorium I jumped up on the stage and found the music that the school would play for dances and events.
It was a system of cassette tapes that I knew how to use, because my folks were crazy music people and always played music in our home, way too loud.
I found one that said Xmas classics and I jammed that sucker into the slot and cranked it up high.
The whole place filled with the sounds of joy.
I jumped up and down, not only celebrating my new freedom, but also being totally naked was quite exhilarating to me.
I ran and jumped off the stage and into the middle of the auditorium holding the microphone stand and singing about Rudolph the red nosed reindeer.
The feel of my loose breasts bouncing with my body as I sang and danced made me laugh.
I felt so...so happy.
I danced around at my own personal Christmas party.
Shaking out my long hair, hands on my hips, I swung them side to side and swiveled my head around in a circle.
I felt so free, so wild...so...sexy?
And...it was a long time coming too. After my childhood, I never looked at myself as being sexy.
I tried to down play my looks and hid my toned body behind bulky clothes and bland head to toe items.
But, I felt my curves now and relished in my womanhood.
I could be me right at this very moment. No psycho was lurking to harm me. I wasn't in any danger, the whole school was all mine to enjoy. Mine.
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Two pairs of wide eyes were staring into the foggy window of the locked school.
Thomas and his coach Eivan gasped at seeing this beautiful vision in front of them.
Shit she was lovely.
She was dancing all by herself to lively Christmas music and gyrating her hips round and round.
They both watched as she let herself go.
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When the song changed to a slow classic, I suddenly felt like I was being watched.
It was that inner voice telling me that I wasn't alone.
I looked around and shouted.
" Hello, someone there?" I cried out. My voice echoed through the empty halls.
Turning all the way around, I screamed, seeing two pairs of eyes at the lower window.
I grabbed my chest and fell back in embarrassment.
I turned to run away.
The two people began to knock furiously at the window.
I heard muffled shouts now.
" Wait! Come back we need help!" they yelled.
I stopped in my tracks and held up one finger to them, pointing to the locked front doors.
My mind was swimming as I looked around for something to wear. I didn't have time to get to the laundry room.
I pulled the school flag off of the wall and wrapped myself up, running to the big double doors.
I gasped seeing Professor Bellstone and Thomas Hamilton. They were both covered in snow and ice and shivering badly.
I slammed the heel of my hand into the door lever, popping open the door for them, my other hand held the flag around my cold body.
It was freezing out there.
Both men shuffled inside as I motioned to the coffee shop where I work and stepped inside to make them some hot coffee to warm them up quickly.
They seemed too frozen to speak just yet.
I ran towards the coffee pots and flipped on the power.
" Sit down, please. I'll get you something warm." I ran by the oven and slid on the spilled oil that I completely forgot about.
Slipping on the floor, I lost my footing and slammed down on my ass, losing my flag dress on the way.
I hit the back of my head pretty hard. Enough to see stars spinning around.
The coach peered over the counter to check on me as he held his coat closed and shivered.
The next thing I knew, I felt a cold hand touching me.
I screamed and batted him away. More from not liking to be touched than the freezing cold of his hand on my arm.
" S.s.sorry I'm pretty cold still. C.c.can I help y.y.yyou up?" he stared at me.
I slid back, the oil all over my entire body like I was a female mud wrestler or something.
I tentatively stood up, slipping a bit as my breasts jiggled from the jarring movements.
The coach averted his gaze, but quarterback jerk stared and began to lick his lips and smile at me.
I shivered. That wasn't the type of look that turned me on. It repulsed me actually.
I grabbed a towel and wiped myself down before donning an apron, tying it securely around my waist.
" W.w.we got stuck a few miles back. Everyone else went right. We w.w.went left to take the short cut and beat traffic." He glared at professor Bellstone.
" Coach here got us stranded, then the damn snow came and s**t! We are frozen." Thomas complained.
I poured the hot coffee and handed them each a cup.
Throwing towels on the oily floor I excused myself to the laundry room to get my clothes.
That damn key was still dangling in the lock. I unlocked the door and put one of the mop heads in the doorway to prevent getting stuck down there again.
I pulled on my clothing and looked into the nasty sink.
" I'll clean you up later." I promised.
Heading back up the stairs, I grabbed some towels for the boys.
To my surprise they both were gone when I returned.
I guess they went up to their rooms to change.
I cleaned up the coffee shop and decided to do the same.
My room was nice and warm. I tried to call my family.
My cell phone messages indicated all the flights north were cancelled.
I had no way to get to the airport anyway.
I called my mother.
" Hey sis, you on your way?"
I was surprised April answered mom's phone.
" Oh hey...no, I got snowed in. I guess I'm stuck here on my own." I told her.
She tsked at me. "Sounds like someone is using avoidance again." she chastised me for not planning better.
That pissed me off.
" Look, I have news to tell you. I was going to wait to see you in person, but you obviously are not coming because you heard about me and Adam."
I furrowed my brows together.
" My ex boyfriend Adam?" I knew who she meant, my fingernails dug into my palms.
" We are engaged Janu." She said in a sing song voice.
" Don't f*****g call me that April." I hated my childhood nickname. She didn't know why, she just seemed to enjoy torturing me though.
" Oh, I forgot you are all grown up and proper now. Well, aren't you going to try to be happy for your big sister?"
I pinched the bridge of my nose and lied.
" I am very happy for you both. Look, I will always support you. We are sisters. Adam and you are perfect together."