We both heard giggling and turned our heads down the hall. A pair of girls were snapping some pictures of the nerds hanging from the lockers as they hid their faces in embarrassment or sighed.
I gulped as I realized what Charlotte was planning as she grinned. “Oh goodie! We can get you acquainted with the school’s gallery mania!”
“W-What’s that?” I squeaked out in curiosity. It sounded interesting.
“It’s the social media app most of the school uses to have group chats, share photos online, and a whole bunch of things!” Charlotte said cheerfully, “It’s also the best place to hold competitions between us girls on who can give the most wedgies in one day!”
I blushed, “H-How many for you?”
“Oh my classmates are quite boring and I study a lot so I used to only get to wedgie…probably only four or five boys a day, six if I’m lucky. You’re the first one today of this year!”
“I’m honored.” I deadpanned. I couldn’t help it.
I squeaked loudly as Charlotte yanked on my tighty whities even more.
“Oh shush you. If you didn’t want a wedgie, you shouldn’t have worn these boy panties. Honestly! Half the time we wedgie you all is because of these wedgie baits! If you wanted to prevent them, just wear boxers.”
“But I like tighty whities!” I protested, redfaced, “And they’re briefs! Not boy panties!”
“Semantics. Now hold still,” I hadn’t realized it but Charlotte had dragged me to the lockers while we were talking.
She nonchalantly opened a locker from the top row before hauling me up! I let out a squeal as she easily lifted me on her tippy toes to attach my tighty whities to the top locker. She then shut it with a click, leaving me hanging by my briefs!
“Tada! One morning hanging wedgie. Luckily for you it’s the first day so you won’t miss anything.” Charlotte said with a smile. She then pulled out her phone and smirked. “Smile!”
I couldn’t help but groan and cover my face in embarrassment.
Snap!
“First wedgie of the year. Very cute boy! He’s named [Anon]…and sent!” Charlotte cheekily said, “See you around [Anon]~!”
“Bye Charlotte…” i moaned out. I didn’t bother with trying to beg her to get down. Instead, I can only hope someone helps me down soon…
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