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 The New Rules By SuperEvil

   Chapter 25

   Abbie's first period class was uneventful.  The only excitement was the
amount of attention the student body seemed to be giving her, especially
the boys.  News of Lauren and her exposure that morning in the office had
traveled fast.  A few boys seated behind her were trying to be quiet, but
she was able to overhear a lot of their conversation about her.

   "Abbie's got such a nice pair on her, and her nipples were so hard!" One
boy whispered to his friend.

   "I know!  I saw her totally naked at the park yesterday.  Her body is so
fine!" Abbie blushed to herself, realizing the boys could have seen her
naked in any of a number of exposures she had now faced, and not just the
one at the office this morning.

   "Really?  What's she... You know, look like down there?" The first boy
asked.

   "Her pussy?  Oh man!  She keeps herself totally shaved.  It's so hot!"

   By the time class was dismissed, Abbie's face was burning in a mixture
of flattery and embarrassment, and that wasn't the only part of her that
felt warm, as her loins were also now awakened with much excitement at how
the boys had spoken of her body throughout class.

   She arrived at her second period math class a little faster than usual.
Apparently her self-consciousness made her move more quickly.  Or maybe it
was her hornyness.  It wasn't until she arrived at the classroom that she
remembered she was expected to attend this class in the nude.  Another
exposure she would have to face, she realized.  This time, however, she
started to steel herself.  She no longer wanted to feel such embarrassment
about being naked, like she had just felt hearing the boys' whispers in her
previous class.

   Why should I feel embarrassed, she thought to herself, when so many of
my peers already know what I look like naked.  Everyone in this class had
already seen me naked.  There's nothing to be shy about, she reasoned.

   She wanted to be like her mom and sister, and her friend Gwen too.  She
wanted to feel free to be a nudist like her mom expected her to be, and to
even have fun with it sometimes like Gwen seemed to be doing.

   Abbie was the first to arrive at the classroom, not even her teacher was
there, still out in the hall monitoring passing time.  With newfound
determination, Abbie began stripping her clothes from her body.  Now she
was thankful to her brother, as her clothes came off very quickly and
easily.  Once nude, she simply folded her clothes up, put them in the metal
basket underneath her chair, and took a seat in her spot, ready to begin
with the class.

   In another minute, a few of her classmates began arriving, smiling to
themselves and each other when they saw the naked girl.  Abbie just smiled
right back, with a large and bright smile, enjoying the attention, and she
said, "Good Morning!" to each and every one of them as they entered.

   It wasn't much longer before their teacher arrived as well.  "Good
morning Mr.  Rusconi!" Abbie greeted him in the exact same way as her
fellow students, with a big bright smile.

   "Well good morning, Abbie!  You seem very cheerful this morning." He
couldn't help smiling back.  She was quite a lot younger than him, but he
couldn't deny her charm and beauty, especially naked.  "Can I see you at my
desk for just one moment?"

   Abbie got up from her seat, just as he was sitting down at his.  He
smiled up at her, unable to control himself as his eyes took in her body
from bottom to top as she approached his desk.  There was just a hint of a
blush on her cheeks that he couldn't help finding cute.

   "What is it, Mr.  Rusconi?" She asked.

   He cleared his throat, reminding himself that she was a student of his.
"Abbie, you might have noticed that I avoided calling on you yesterday.  I
didn't want to make you the center of attention, or put too much pressure
on you with it being your first time nude in class.  You seemed a little
self-conscious yesterday, honestly.  But I'm happy to see that doesn't seem
to be the case for you today." He smiled at her.

   "Yes sir." She beamed back.

   "I'm going to give you the choice.  If you feel up to answering any of
the questions, or even better, one of the problems on the board, just raise
your hand, and I will call on you.  If you wish to stay quiet, I will give
you that option too and promise not to call on you until you are ready. 
Does that sound reasonable to you?"

   "Oh, yes sir." Abbie was flattered her teacher would look out for her in
such a way.  "Thank you, sir."

   "Good.  Thank you, Abbie.  Go ahead and take your seat.  The bell is
about to ring." Just as he said that, the bell began to ring fortuitously,
making Abbie giggle and she went and took her desk.

   Mr.  Rusconi began the class, and things proceeded as normal, besides
the fact that there was a nude girl seated in the front row.  Abbie just
bided her time.  When he finally got to the part of the class where he
called one student at a time to the board to answer one of the practice
questions, Abbie prepared herself.  She had spotted one of the questions
she was sure she knew the answer to, about a third of the way down the
board, and now she just waited.

   Abbie's heart began racing as her teacher moved to that problem, but
with a deep breath, and a reminder to herself that she was doing nothing
wrong, she slowly and cautiously raised her hand.

   "Yes, Abbie." He pointed at the naked girl, proud to see she had gained
confidence enough to participate in class.

   Abbie came forward, taking the marker from her teacher's hand as he
offered it, coyly stepping towards the board.  She knew every eye in the
classroom was now upon her and her naked body, and could feel her nerves
trying to get the better of her, but she pushed those feelings down,
concentrating on the problem instead.

   Much of the class watched on in awe as the naked girl walked to the
board.  Having a naked girl in class was a new experience for them too. 
What was once only the realm of fantasy, had become real, and most of the
boys had to adjust themselves in their seats.  Even some of the girls were
having trouble sitting still in their seats, thinking it was hot watching a
naked girl move to the board.  They were just glad that it was Abbie, and
not them on display for the group.

   "Remember to show your work, Abbie." He gave her an encouraging smile,
as she looked back at him.

   Abbie's hand shook a little as she brought it to the board, but as she
concentrated on the math problem, her fear melted away.  Already having
solved the problem in her head, it took very little time for her to
scribble down her work and answer.  She then gave it one more once over, to
make sure she had not made any mistakes, and once she was satisfied she had
solved the problem correctly, she turned back to her teacher with a pleased
little smile on her lips.

   "Excellent work, Abbie.  You're exactly right.  Good job!" Her teacher
smiled in return.

   "Yeah!  You really got to the BOTTOM of that one Abbie!" A girl from the
back row called, and the class erupted into laughter.  "Get it!  Bottom! 
Abbie's bottom!  Like her butt!" The girl laughed to her friends sitting in
the back row with her.

   Abbie felt the bubbling of embarrassment returning to her, but then she
reminded herself that she shouldn't really care what this punk chick
thought about her.  It wasn't worth the effort to get upset or angry.

   "Quiet!  Quiet!" Their teacher had to yell to get the students to calm
down.  "Vanessa Kato, I believe you've just volunteered to solve the next
problem on the board." He said, motioning for the girl to come forward.

   Vanessa gave a little giggle as she passed by Abbie on her way to the
board, taking a look up and down her naked body.  Abbie attempted to smile
back at her as she took her seat, but it came across as more of a sneer,
making Vanessa think she had gotten under Abbie's skin with her comments.
Exactly what she was hoping for.

   "Wait Vanessa.  Before you attempt to solve the problem, I'd just like
to clarify." Mr.  Rusconi stopped her before she could grab the marker. 
"You obviously meant for your comments towards Abbie to be complementary.
Correct?"

   Vanessa turned back towards her teacher with a smirk.  "Of course, Mr.
Rusconi.  I was very impressed with the way Abbie was able to solve the
problem." Dripping sarcasm was evident in her tone, and the girl was
obviously pleased with herself.  "And Abbie has done wonders to bring
attention to the nudist cause, not just here in America, but for the entire
global community!" She couldn't help smiling to her friends in the back of
the class as they snickered at her words.

   Mr.  Rusconi was almost able to mimic her sarcastic tone with his reply.
"Good.  Because you know this school has a zero tolerance policy for any
disparaging remarks regarding, in this case, personal identity." The smile
slowly fell from Vanessa's face as he continued.  "If that were the case
you could be looking at a two week suspension, or maybe even expulsion. 
And I would hate to see someone with such care for her fellow student
receive such a severe punishment.  Wouldn't you?"

   "No sir.  I mean, yes sir." Vanessa said nervously.

   "Yes, so you see I'm now in a bit of a conundrum.  I think it's very
possible that you were trying to attack Abbie's personal identity as a
nudist with your words and laughter, but you are telling me otherwise.  I
guess I'll just have to leave it up to Principal Bruster to decide if that
is the case or not."

   "Sir you can't!  I mean this will be the third time I've seen her this
week." Vanessa said with some dread.  Her parents had been threatening her
with sending her off to boarding school if her behavior didn't improve.  A
threat she had not taken seriously until yesterday when her father had
actually brought home the form and started filling it out in front of her.
Why did I have to open my big mouth, she thought.  "Please!  You can't!"
She pleaded.  "Please don't send me to Principal Bruster!  I wasn't trying
to tease Abbie!  Honest!"

   "If only I could be sure.  There must be some way for you to show us
that you were really being truthful in what you said about Abbie." He
turned to Abbie, giving her a little wink.

   Abbie raised her hand, having a sense of what her teacher was hinting
at. "Maybe Vanessa could prove it by joining me in advancing the nudist
cause?  She could join me in nudity for the remainder of the class period?
That would certainly prove she is being truthful." Many of the boys in the
class sat up straighter when they heard Abbie's idea.  Most of them thought
of Vanessa as a big tease, with her always wearing short shorts or tiny
skirts and tight tops, more often than not with large plunging necklines
that showed off an ample amount of her cleavage, but never doing anything
past light kissing with anyone.

   "Why that's an excellent idea, Abbie!" He smiled, happy that Abbie had
caught his implication.

   "But!  But!" Vanessa stammered.

   "Don't you think it is a brilliant idea, Vanessa?  It would certainly
prove you were only trying to compliment your fellow classmate.  It's
either that or I'm sorry to say I'll be forced to send you to the
principal's office."

   "But I'm not a nudist like Abbie!" The punk girl tried explaining.  "You
can't be serious!  You can't just make me strip naked here in class!"

   "Of course I can't just make you strip naked." The teacher responded,
sounding gruff.  Truthfully, he couldn't do anything of the sort, but he
thought the principal would understand and agree with his decision once
explained.  His judgment might have also been a bit impaired with having
one pretty naked girl attending his class.  What would another naked girl
be, he reasoned.  "However, I do feel that it is the best way for you to
prove you were being complimentary towards Abbie, and not making veiled
disparaging remarks about her nudity.  It's either that or the principal's
office, Ms.  Kato.  Your choice."

   Now Vanessa was truly beginning to panic.  She turned her head to look
at the rest of the class, realizing the thirty-something group of her peers
were probably about to see her naked, most dreadfully, the boys.  She had
heard the rumors about herself, how many thought she was a tease, and truth
be told, they were probably right.

   Half Asian and half Caucasian, with her father immigrating to the states
from Japan before she was born, Vanessa had worked very hard to cultivate
her image.  Wanting to appear tough, as she had been teased about her mixed
heritage when little, she began hanging out with the punk kids at her
school and around her neighborhood at a young age.  Many of the girls in
the crowd were a lot older than her, and wore clothes she thought of as way
too revealing at the time.  She had wanted to fit in, despite her
misgivings, so it was out with the pink, and in with the black.  Her most
recent change had been to dye her hair bright red, but she had practically
gone through the entire rainbow since she had adopted her punk persona. 
With the encouragement and tutelage of the older girls, she found out
dressing in such a revealing way could be an advantage to her as well.

   Ever since her body had begun to change, she had noticed the way boys
always seemed to get tongue tied and shy around her.  It had taken her a
little while to understand why, but once she discovered it was because of
her developing breasts and her widening hips, she figured out she could use
it as an advantage.  She took great joy in dressing in skimpy clothes,
knowing the boys would find her irresistible.  Now at her age of almost 15,
most boys found her body incredible, with long shapely legs, and a slender
frame paired with wide hips.  The thing that drove most boys crazy about
her, however, was her large ample bosom, a feature she appeared to have
inherited from her mother.

   The thing that nobody knew about her, however, was just how body shy the
girl really was.  It seemed ridiculous even to her, that she could wear
skirts that her mother complained didn't even constitute as a belt, and
crop tops that showed more skin than most girls would even show at the
beach, but she could not stand the thought of anyone actually seeing her
very personal and very private parts.  Being seen as a tease was an asset
to her, she thought, since it kept most boys from trying anything with her,
while usually getting them to do the things she wanted.  Being seen as a
slut, however, was one of her worst nightmares.

   Vanessa tried to resign herself to her fate, taking a few deep breaths.
Today the almost 15 year old had worn a fairly typical outfit for her.  She
wore a plaid, red and black checkered skirt that only covered her from her
hips to about half an inch below her thigh gap.  For her top she had an old
white concert t-shirt she had modified by cutting a large `V' neckline, so
that the point of the `V' came to just below her breasts.  On top of that
she wore her cropped black leather jacket that she wore practically every
day.  Completing her look was her nose piercing.  Her parents had been
absolutely furious when she had gotten it a year ago, demanding to know who
had done it, but they could do nothing once they found out it was one of
Vanessa's older teenage punk friends who was responsible.

   Another quick breath, and the girl shucked her leather jacket from her
shoulders.  Mistakenly, she had positioned herself to face her fellow
students, and now could see all of their eyes on her, as they anticipated
her stripping.  Vanessa's eyes fell to the front and center, where Abbie
sat giggling to herself even as she tried to stifle her laughter by
covering her mouth with her hand.  The thing was that Vanessa envied Abbie,
and how she could just sit there naked, appearing to be so carefree about
it.  It almost made her blood boil to see the nudist laughing at her.

   In another situation, she might have just attacked the naked girl, but
she knew that wouldn't fly in the middle of class.  The only option she
felt would keep her dignity was to back out.  She wasn't going to give
Abbie the satisfaction of laughing at her naked.  She bent over and picked
up her dropped jacked, and then turned to her teacher.  "I'm sorry, Mr. 
Rusconi, but I can't..."

   "I see." Her teacher gave her a disappointed look.  "Then I must insist
you go see Principal Bruster."

   "I know..." she answered, trying to appear stoic.

   "Mr.  Stevens." He said.  Normally he would have had the wronged party
escort the perpetrator to the office, but sending Abbie out of the
classroom while nude was out of the question, and he wasn't ready to have
her get dressed just yet.  "Please escort Ms.  Kato to the office."

   "Me sir?" Mathew Stevens asked, confused but excited.  "I mean, of
course sir."

   In a few seconds Matt was heading out the door with Vanessa, and the
teacher was calling another student to the front to complete the math
problem, a boy named Darrel.

   Before Darrel could complete his attempt at the board, the class was
surprised to see Matt leading Vanessa back into the classroom.  "Mr. 
Rusconi, Vanessa has changed her mind and would like a chance to strip nude
if that is still an option." Matt explained as his teacher looked at them,
confused.

   "Is this true, Vanessa?" He asked.

   "Yes sir.  I would like to strip naked like Abbie.  I'd really rather
not get in any more trouble with my folks." She explained sheepishly.

   "Very well then.  Matt, Darrel, please take your seats.  Vanessa, you
may proceed."

   Vanessa stood in front of her class, blushing profusely for what she was
about to do.  Once again she shucked her leather jacket from her shoulders,
only this time it was not the only thing she would remove.

   Before she could continue getting undressed, her teacher asked another
question of her.  "Vanessa, what is your reason for changing you mind?"

   The girl fidgeted with the zipper on her skirt as she tried to come up
with an explanation.  "Well sir... Matt was able to make things more clear
for me when we were in the hallway.  He said it was only right that I show
Abbie that my comments from earlier were not meant to be mean spirited, but
instead came from my vicious jealousy at her for being so completely
comfortable with being nude." Wow, where did that come from?  The punk girl
thought to herself, as her hand finally released its grip on her skirt, and
the garment fell down her shapely legs to her ankles, coming to rest atop
her black platform boots.

   "I myself am totally terrified to show my naked body to anyone.  It's my
biggest fear.  That is the reason I have such intense jealousy towards
Abbie." Vanessa could not believe she had just admitted her jealousy and
her biggest fear to her entire class, and right before she was about to
live through her biggest fear too!  She grabbed the bottom of her shirt,
and in one fluid motion flipped it upwards and off.

   Now only standing in her bra and panties, both black as well, the girl
continued speaking despite the ample amount of embarrassment she was
experiencing.  "Abbie, if you would be willing to forgive me, I would offer
to join you every day for math class in the nude." She unhooked her bra,
not believing the words coming out of her mouth.  Her mind was screaming no
at her, but her hands continued their movement and soon her large glorious
breasts were exposed to the entire class.  Exposed for the first time to
anyone since their development in fact, and she felt like she wanted to
faint, but her body wouldn't let her.

   There was a large cheer when her boobs became visible to the class,
especially from the boys, but their teacher admonished them.  "Quiet down!"

   The stripping continued for the teenage punk girl, with her final piece
of clothing.  Hooking her thumbs into the waste band, she pushed her
panties down, letting them fall in the same manner as her skirt.  Then she
asked matter of fact, "Would you be alright with me joining you naked
everyday for math class, Abbie?" And she gave a shy smile, despite her
terror at asking such a question.

   Abbie looked the now naked punk chick up and down, wearing a large
smirk. She felt great justice, if not a bit naughty for suggesting to their
teacher that she should strip naked.  Another small giggle escaped her lips
before she answered.  "Of course, Vanessa.  In fact you should think about
becoming a nudist full time like me.  You really have the body for it."
Abbie couldn't resist adding the last part, even though the girl seemed to
be quite humiliated to be naked.

   Vanessa took a look down at her own body, now no longer a secret for all
of her classmates in math class.  Her large C cup breasts stood firm and
proud, drawing everyone's attention with her pale untanned skin, capped off
with now very puckered and excited looking brownish-pink nipples.  Her flat
tummy led down to her pubis, where the girl had thin, soft and downy
looking dark brown pubic hair, just a dusting above and along the sides of
the plump outer lips of her sex.  Either way you looked at the girl, from
top to bottom, or bottom to top, your eyes would be drawn in to looking at
that beautiful treasure nestled in between her legs.

   Vanessa had nothing more to say, wanting to be out of the spotlight and
back in her chair at the back of the class where she wouldn't be as visible
to everyone.  Her teacher had other plans for her, however.  "Please
collect your clothing from the floor, Vanessa.  You can put them on my desk
until the end of class from now on." Vanessa's eyes went wide as she
realized her teacher had also heard her declaration towards Abbie, and
would be expecting her to attend class naked from now on too.  After
collecting her clothes, she scampered her way over to his desk, wishing she
could put the clothes on instead of leaving them there.  Then she attempted
to go back to her desk, but her teacher interrupted her again.  "Ms.  Kato,
I believe you still have a problem to solve on the board before you take
your seat."

   Vanessa's face was already bright red from her embarrassment, but she
was still able to feel just a bit more shame as she looked at her teacher
in shock.  But she didn't feel any desire to argue with him, already
feeling so humiliated with herself.  She instead turned and headed for the
white board, giving her classmates the first real view of her bare backside
since she had gotten naked.  Her backside was very respectable and shapely
for her slim figure, but not nearly as ample as her chest, which is why it
normally never received nearly as much attention.

   As she took her position at the board, one of the boys in the class
shouted out, "Nice...!" But caught himself before he blurted out what he
was going to say, remembering how Vanessa had ended up in the position she
was in.

   "Nice what, Mr.  Hunter?" The teacher scolded.

   "Nice... Uh, penmanship, Vanessa." The boy covered for himself.  Vanessa
couldn't help herself from taking a look at who was speaking, knowing
exactly what he was going to say.  It was a boy she had considered a
friend, Gavin Hunter, another punk like her.  She wasn't surprised in the
least he would say something like that to her.  A few times in the past he
had tried to get her to fool around with him, and on a number of occasions
had asked for her to get naked in his presence.  Now it seemed he had
gotten what he had asked for, she thought, realizing he would now be able
to see her naked every single day in this class.

   "Very good Vanessa.  You've just made one small mistake.  Can you spot
it?" Their teacher asked, seeing the girl had finished.

   "Ummm... no." She answered.  "I'm feeling a little dazed, honestly." She
explained.

   "That's alright, Vanessa." He turned to address the class.  "Has anyone
else spotted her mistake?" A few hands went up, but none more eagerly than
Abbie's.  "Yes.  Abbie."

   "Instead of adding 4 to both sides, she subtracted 4." Abbie said with a
big grin.

   "Yes.  Exactly right, Abbie." He said with a smile, making Abbie feel
proud.  Vanessa's anger began to bubble again, and she stared a few daggers
at the only other nude girl.

   Finally Vanessa was about to head for her spot at the back, but her
teacher interrupted her once again.  "Matt, would you mind moving back a
few spots?  I'd like Vanessa to sit front and center like Abbie.  This way
even if the majority of you are staring at the girls, I can still pretend
you are paying attention to me." He and most of the other students laughed
at his joke, but Vanessa was outraged.  She wanted to complain, but
something told her it was better not to do that and she just took the open
desk instead.

   Abbie for her part just spun around in her seat to look at her fellow
classmates, a little flummoxed that they would have been staring at her
backside this entire time, before shrugging to herself and facing forward
again.  She couldn't blame them, as personally she thought her butt was
very cute, and her favorite feature about herself.

   There wasn't too much time left in the class after that, so the teacher
explained the homework for the day and then let the students talk amongst
themselves for the remainder of the period.

   Abbie turned to Vanessa, hoping to break the ice.  She didn't want
another enemy, like what had happened with Lauren.  "Hi Vanessa."

   "What do you want!?" The naked girl snapped back at her.

   Abbie could see that this was already off to a rough start.  "Listen.  I
think what you just did, what you just put yourself through, is one of the
most difficult things a person can go through.  And to do it all when it's
your biggest fear, and in front of a whole classroom full of our
classmates. Wow, I mean, that takes a lot of courage!"

   "What do you care?" Vanessa scowled at her.

   "Well for one, you said you were jealous of me."

   "Yeah!  I mean how can you just sit there, knowing everyone has seen
your naked body and can look at it any time they want!" Her anger still
shone through.  "Of course I'm jealous of you!  You're so at ease with
yourself and how you look."

   "That wasn't always the case, you know.  It's taken me a little while to
get used to going nude.  I was once a lot like you, never wanting anybody
to see me naked."

   Vanessa looked at her with quite a bit of surprise.  "Really?  How did
you get over it?"

   "Honestly, it still bothers me sometimes." Abbie bit the corner of her
lip.  "But I try my best to put on a brave face when I'm naked, and most
people seem to accept me.  That's kinda what you were trying to do too,
right?  By offering to join me every day.  I won't hold you to that, as
much as I'd like the company.  It's not fair to you though, if this is your
biggest phobia."

   "What better way to face my phobia than to take it head on?" Vanessa
said, although with some confusion as she was about to gladly take Abbie up
on her offer.

   "Really!?  That'd be great!" Abbie surprised the girl by grabbing her in
a tight embrace.  "It'll be so much easier from now on not having to be the
only naked girl." What also surprised Vanessa, was how nice it felt to have
Abbie's soft skin pressed against her own.

   Abbie let go of the hug as the bell rang, but then sheepishly blushed,
as she realized Matt Stevens had moved to stand near them.  "Hey Abbie.  I
was hoping to get a quick chance to talk with you." He said with a grin.

   "Oh sure.  What do you want to talk about?" Abbie gave a quick side eye
to Vanessa, who was back to blushing profusely with a male classmate now so
close.  Now that class was over, she had no intention of sticking around,
and made a beeline to her clothes.

   Matt took Vanessa's spot, waiting until most of their classmates had
left before stating his question.  "Abbie, I've been curious to ask you how
you've been doing with everything since Friday night?  I heard your mom
adopted the rules at your house too.  How's that been for you?"

   Abbie blushed hard.  As far as most students knew, she had just decided
to become a nudist.  Most had no idea of the real reason she had been
pushed into nudism.  Matt was one of the few that knew the truth.

   "It was freaking embarrassing to start with!  Especially since my mom
put my little brother in charge of me.  Then she even let him and his
friends all play with my pussy!  It felt so degrading!" Abbie's face was
one of disgust as she said this, and she was not sure why she was even
telling him, but her expression softened as she continued.  "But it also
led to my boyfriend and I getting together.  Blake Moss.  I guess he
couldn't deny his feelings for me anymore once he saw me naked." She
giggled.  "And boy, did he see me naked!  The first time he saw me like
this I was bent over showing everything!  A stupid punishment my brother
gave me, but I guess it worked out in the end!

   Then I got blackmailed by this little 7th grader named Lauren.  Don't
worry though, we're friends now.  But she had been making me go everywhere
naked!  At track practice.  Walking to school.  In the park.  She even made
me go to the freakin mall naked if you can believe it!"

   A mischievous smile came upon Abbie's lips.  "But it was so hot seeing
the way boys were looking at me while I was there!  I felt so sexy being
naked in front of them!

   I feel sexy a lot when I'm naked in public places, especially in front
of boys." Abbie gave Matt a coy look, standing up in front of him, and
showing herself off a little.  "What do you think, Matt?  Do you think I'm
sexy?"

   "I think you're really sexy, Abbie!" Both Abbie and Matt were startled
to see that Vanessa was still there, having not left after getting dressed.
"That was an amazing story!  I think I really understand you now, Abbie. 
I'm really sorry for trying to make fun of you earlier.  Can you forgive
me?"

   "Yes I forgive you!" Abbie bopped over a few steps and grabbed the girl
in another hug, all the while giggling uncontrollably.  Vanessa just
blushed, and then shut her eyes, enjoying another embrace from the naked
girl.

   "Well, we better all get going." Matt said, checking his watch.  "We
only have a few minutes to get to our next class."

   "Right!" Abbie said with alarm, grabbing her books, and almost sprinting
out the door.

   Matt was able to stop her just in time, although Abbie gave quite the
thrill to a few other students passing by in the hall.  "You're still
naked, Abbie!'

   Abbie looked down at herself, and then slapped her forehead.  "Oh
right!" She sheepishly gigged at her mistake.

   "Not that I think anybody would mind if Abbie just stayed naked."
Vanessa smiled and giggled along with Abbie.  "I certainly wouldn't."

   "Only if you do it with me!" Abbie wiggled her eyebrows at the girl,
making Vanessa look at her in shock and shake her head back and forth
emphatically.  As soon as Abbie was dressed, all three headed out of the
classroom and to their next class.

   As Abbie made her way from her math class down the hall, and quickly to
her next, she began to wonder just why she had spilled her guts to Mathew
Stevens so freely.  She had practically bared her soul to him, not to
mention Vanessa too, who had apparently been observing her the entire time.
Once again she felt foolish, but this time she wasn't sure why.

   She was thankful her next class, history, was so close by, as she had
just made it into the classroom as the bell rang.  She wouldn't have even
had time to go to her locker today, but thankfully she almost always took
her math and history books together to save her the trip.

   Her teacher was just beginning her lecture as she sat down, but Abbie
found that her mind began to wander from the topic at hand.  She kept
replaying her math class over in her head, particularly the parts involving
Vanessa.  She hoped she had smoothed things over with the girl, and had
made a new friend, instead of a bitter enemy.

   Her teacher noticed she didn't seem to be paying attention.  "Abbie, can
you tell me what county Napoleon attacked that ultimately led to his
downfall?"

   "Huh?" Abbie realized everyone was staring at her, feeling embarrassed.
"Uh... Um... France?" She guessed, making the class laugh at her answer.

   "No Abbie.  That's incorrect.  Please pay attention." Her teacher
admonished her, then continued with her lecture.

   Abbie was thankful she had her lunch period next, instead of another
class.  She found her friends, Daisy and Sabrina, sitting with them after
getting her tray of food.  With them as usual, were their boyfriends, Liam
and Brad.  Blake stopped by for a moment too as she sat down, but he still
hadn't gotten his lunch, so went to wait in line.

   "Is it true?" Sabrina asked Abbie once her boyfriend had left.

   "What?" Abbie asked.  There were so many things her friend could be
asking her about at this point.  "You need to be more specific."

   Daisy cut herself into the conversation.  "A lot of people have been
saying you were topless in the main office this morning."

   "I heard she and another girl were sitting there completely naked." Liam
interjected.

   "No!  I wasn't topless and I wasn't naked!" Abbie said, a little
perturbed at her friends.  "I just had my top pulled up, is all." She
blushed a little at her admission.

   "Sorry, Abbie.  I was under the impression you were now a nudist.  Does
it bother you for us to discuss your nudism with you?" Brad asked in a way
only he could.

   "Well... No, sorry.  I was actually feeling pretty good until my history
class." Abbie explained.

   "What happened in your history class?" Sabrina asked.

   "I was kinda zoned out, and our teacher, Mrs.  Weathers, asked me a
question, but I got it wrong." Abbie's blush returned.  "Everyone in class
laughed at me for getting such an easy question wrong."

   "And being laughed at in particular bothers you?" Brad asked.

   "Yes!  Of course!  Doesn't it bother you?" Abbie looked at him side-eyed
for such a silly question.

   "Not as such.  If I get a question wrong in class, I simply take it as a
learning experience to expand my knowledge." The boy explained.

   "Isn't he so smart!" Sabrina gushed, leaning over to give her boyfriend
a peck on the cheek.

   "Please, Sabrina.  Public displays of affection will only lead to
trouble."

   "Ugh!" The girl moaned and rolled her eyes at him.

   Brad's words had been rolling around in Abbie's head since he said them,
and she was starting to have an epiphany.  She took a look around the lunch
room, then leaned in to whisper to her friends.  "Guys, don't bring any
attention to us, ok?" She said, then looked around one more time, just to
be sure no one was watching her.  Then she slowly and deliberately brought
her shirt up past her breasts, holding it in place with her armpits, just
as she had done in the main office that morning.

   "Abbie, what are you doing?" Daisy whispered, keeping as quiet as
possible, but still couldn't contain a little giggling.

   "I'm testing something." Abbie explained.  She noticed, at the next
table across from her, a couple of boys had spotted her and her exposure,
but she stayed strong.  She just gave them a little wave, and brought her
finger to her lips as if to signal for them to stay quiet.  Both boys just
nodded their heads, and one gave her a big smile, while the other gave her
a thumbs up.

   "An experiment?" Brad asked, seemingly very interested now.

   "Yes." Abbie explained.  "What you said made me realize, it's being
laughed at that really bothers me."

   "Then your hypothesis is that nudity does not bother you in and of
itself, but being laughed at for being naked is what causes you
discomfort." Brad reasoned.

   "Uh hum!" Abbie nodded her head, smiling brightly.

   Just then, Blake arrived at the table, shocked to see Abbie had her
breasts exposed to practically everyone in the lunchroom.  "Abbie!  What
the hell!"

   "Blake!" Abbie quickly pulled her top back down, hearing a few snickers
as she did so and blushing.

   "What are you doing...!?  Just showing your...!  Your boobs off like
that!" Blake looked at her with wide eyed indignation.

   "What do you mean?  You haven't cared until now about whether or not I'm
naked!" Abbie said, standing up, shocked that Blake would be angry with her
over this.

   "This is totally different!  Every other time you've been naked it's
because you were forced to do it!  By your mom!  Or your brother!  Or
somebody else!"

   "So you're only ok if I'm naked when somebody else makes me do it!?"

   "I thought you hated being naked!?  That's what you told me!"

   "WELL MAYBE I DON'T HATE IT!  MAYBE I LIKE BEING NAKED!  AND IF THAT
BOTHERS YOU SO MUCH, MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T BE MY BOYFRIEND ANYMORE!" Abbie's
tears broke as she shouted, and she realized everybody in the lunchroom had
gone quiet, watching as they argued.  She couldn't take being in the
spotlight like that, running away, sobbing.