Chapter #3Scenario 2 by: Fenrir   It was a Friday afternoon, college lectures ended early that day and some students decided to go to the nearby pool. Mick was one person in this group, made up of some good friends and some of their friends he didn't know all that well.
Eventually the group started to split into some smaller ones, leaving Mick with two of the girls. All the guys that were in the large group went along with their girlfriends or best friends and Mick didn't really feel like playing third wheel.
The girls with him weren't bad looking either.
First there was Trish, she was 5''5' and 20 years old, she'd been a bit of a loner but did know how to enjoy herself. She was wearing some tight black denim shorts, some black sneakers and a red colored tank top with a gray sweater draped over her shoulders and arms. She was quite skinny, but also kind of pale. She had black hair in a ponytail and was quite creative but shy.
In contrast to her, there was also Chrissie, a 5''7' girl a the age of 19. She on the other hand was very vocal and outgoing, always trying our crazy stuff. Her gorgeous legs were sticking out from her tight white denim mini skirt and was wearing a nice baby blue v-neck shirt with it, showing off a bit of her cleavage. She was wearing some nice pumps as well.
Mick already knew he was in for an exhausting day when he heard them arguing about how different they were, with Chrissie saying Trish dressed too dark and vice versa. Then arguing about art, there was no end to it the entire way to the pool.
Once finally at the pool however it turned out to be a lot of fun, they had some fun going down slides and bonding a little together.
Trish had changed into a black bikini covering herself pretty modestly, while Chrissie, like expected, was wearing a small white bikini showing off her body.
This didn't really stop them from having fun however and due to Mick being there, the girls didn't get too many guys coming over to them, which is one thing both of them could agree on was nice.
As the day was nearing its end, the trio started to get ready to leave the pool and head back to the lockers to retrieve their clothes. They thought it was a good idea to keep the locker keys in Chrissie purse (,more like she insisted on it,) and made sure to remember who had which key, the locker room was kind of a maze and due to the busy day their lockers were a few corners apart from each other.
Chrissie grabbed the keys and passed them around, being sure she gave everyone the correct ones as she claims to have remembered all locker numbers perfectly, which Mick was skeptical about, but decided to trust her after all.
Mick arrived at the locker that was given to him, but quickly realized he got the wrong key.
"Damn it Chrissie, I shouldn't have trusted you to remember it correctly." Mick thought to himself as he started looking for her again with the wrong clothes underneath his arm.
After searching for a few minutes he couldn't find Chrissie nor Trish because they had already entered the changing stalls near their lockers. Deciding to simply give in to his fate, Mick swallowed his pride and entered a nearby stall to get changed.
Who's clothes ended up getting switched?
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