As Trisha led the trio closer, Yuki could see just over their shoulders, and their thin legs and Yuki's short stature made the floor easy enough. What she saw sent chills down her spine. On the floor in front of her locker was a combination lock, the locking bar broken in two cleanly. A light rattling resounded over their steps, and it was coming from behind Antoinette. A quick glance and a careful eye showed Yuki a pair of bolt cutters she was hiding behind her back, swinging freely and lightly tapping the back of legs with each step. Over their shoulders, the barren inside of Yuki's locker easily revealed what Trisha was hiding behind her back, and no doubt made the empty handed Wanda their look out in this operation. A powerful, racing beat in her chest overtook Yuki's limbs and tightened the towel around her otherwise naked body.
With Yuki surrounded, Trisha smiled slightly, but she looked softer and nicer than the girl who terrorized Yuki previously. It was almost like Trisha was finally going to drop this ridiculous resentment between them and welcome her aboard as a friend. Somehow though, thinking these thoughts only resulted in the sound of knees knocking together from the center of the triangle.
"Yuki," Trisha began, her voice calming and serene, "I know you and I haven't always gotten along, but I want you to know there is some basic decency between us. I can't bring myself to like you yet, but I do have your back when something horrible happens or is about to happen. Would you do the same for me?"
"Huh?" Yuki asked, her jaw slightly slack. The event was too surreal. Trisha extending even the slightest of olive branches was beyond her wildest imaginings.
Trisha continues, "What I mean is: I saw Antoinette break your locker open while you were in the shower. I didn't know what she was up to, but to be safe I took all the stuff out of your locker and have been holding on to them since." Trisha brings her arms around, and presents a balled up mass of clothing. Yuki's clothes. "I don't like you, but I wouldn't let anyone else do this to you. I just want to know if you'd do something like that for me, either to pay me back for doing something nice or just because it's right."
"Y-Yeah, sure," Yuki stammered out. "I wouldn't let someone do something so horrible to anyone."
"I'm glad. There's just one thing. I have a reputation to keep, so I can't let it get out I did you a favor. Really, I should leave you here with just your towel."
As Trisha's smile got wider, Yuki's fear grew larger. From the beginning, she knew that someone as self absorbed as Trisha would never do something good for no reason. Nothing anyone got from her was ever free, even though she got plenty for free. Yuki hoped for nothing too outrageous, but this story that reeked of fresh manure told her otherwise. The only thing she knew is that Trisha wasn't going to just take her clothes, she wouldn't have made that suggestion if that was her intention.
"However," Trisha continued, "if you were to do something nice for me right now, then even if it got out it would just sound like we accidentally helped each other. That sound alright?"
"Sure," Yuki sighed. What choice did she have? Trisha had begun hugging the ball of clothes to her chest tightly, leaving Yuki no way of getting them without the Jaws of Life.
"Great. But what could you do for me?"
Before Yuki could make a suggestion, Wanda spoke up, "Trisha, don't you have cheerleading practice today?"
Trisha gasps, "That's right. I have practice today. I totally forgot about that, all I thought about was dinner with my boyfriend tonight. My uniform's always here, but I didn't bring a new towel."
Suddenly, Wanda lifted up the back of Yuki's towel and flashed her ass to her and Antoinette. Yuki quickly slammed her hands down on the towel and recover herself, a blush quickly adorning her face.
"Say," Wanda continued, "this towel's so soft and warm. It even matches the school colors on the cheerleading uniforms. And now that I think about, Yuki's always changed under her towel, so no one's ever seen her naked. Maybe this towel and a flash of Yuki would be a fair trade."
"Alright," Yuki huffed in exasperation, hoping to conceal her embarassment.
Without instruction, Yuki quickly slipped off her towel and draped it over Trisha's shoulders and stood exposed within their formation. Every ounce of Yuki's willpower went to not covering herself and not blushing any further. She hated this situation from the bottom of her heart, but was hoping a brave front would stop the girls from taking her naked form out of the locker room and put her clothes in her hands.
"There," Yuki finished. "Now give me my clothes."
"Why?" Trisha asked, her grin putting a sinking feeling in Yuki's stomach. "I never agreed to that, it was Wanda's idea. You just jumped on it, and I can always skip practice. I guess there's nothing you can give me. Later."
The trio finally broke formation and made for the door giggling, leaving Yuki without a single stitch of cover. Incoherent sounds quickly left the panicing girl's mouth, attempting to find someway out of this situation. Syllables finally formed words just as Trisha pulled the door open.
"Wait. I gave you my towel. Isn't that worth something? Can I get something for that?"
The girls stopped dead in their tracks at this and formed a huddle. Murmurs were exchanged within, with the most Yuki getting being the fact that they were reviewing Yuki's belongings. They turned back to Yuki, Antoinette opening her mouth to finally speak.
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