The Nude Fundraiser: Part 30- The Transition
Emily wasn’t part of the drama class this period, but today she would be. Normally she would be in Mr. Morris’s math class along with Lauren Wasnotski, who also wasn’t there. Lauren was the cheerleader who had caused Jenna so much trouble on Friday and girlfriend of Jacob who actually was in the drama class this period. As she walked to the drama room supported by Hank Turner the sexual assault counselor, she gave that information to him and sent a student to the attendance office to see Ms. Carol to send a note to Mr. Morris clearing the schedule alteration and keeping Emily out of trouble.
Jenna, not far behind the two, guided by Mrs. Apgar who most certainly was in the wrong place at the time, started to think she may have misjudged her father’s friend after his behavior in her home on Sunday.
The bell rang and Mrs. Apgar had to excuse herself. She did have to teach a class which had at least one drama student in it. She was afraid the students would become unruly if she wasn’t there, Jenna being near the safety of the Drama classroom and within sight of the other two was safer now.
She understood, thanked her thoughtful teacher and let Mrs. Apgar go to help the other students. After what had happened and the spectacle that had been created during Mr. Gunderson’s class, there were around 40 students in the school who would need the assistance of the good ones like Mrs. Apgar. Luckily, Jenna realized, since this was one of the two drama periods a little over a third of the naked students would be together in what she hoped was a safe place. It hadn’t been safe on Friday, but Mr. Elba’s actions today made her feel like today it might be.
Once inside the classroom, Jenna felt weird for a host of reasons, none the least of which she was now partially clothed by the lab coat in a room full of otherwise naked students.
The class had been without an adult in the room for a moment or two, so they launched into a hundred questions when the only authority figure they saw was Hank Turner-who had been introduced to them before homeroom.
Turner encouraged the two girls to go to the dressing room and clean up the best they could, but Jenna opted to stay in the class for now. Emily began to head towards the dressing room, but then decided to stay with Jenna as she felt safer not alone.
The class discussed with Turner and the girls abut what they had all experienced. Some of them wishing to be done with the fundraiser and not really caring about the status of the musical. While none had faced the level of activity that Jenna and Emily had, most had been forced to show off and pose in various ways throughout each of their previous classes. Several of the students had been coaxed into masturbation acts in front of their classmates. Cassie, the only freshman girl in the class, told of how she had been passed from student to student in her last class to be touched and fondled.
Surprising Jenna, Jacob was even having a hard time with everything. The novelty of being naked had worn off during the first period when he was asked to jerk off for his fellow students…while he had played it off and asked for assistance from other students, it was not jus the girls his teacher had allowed to come up and pump him, but also boys. He penis had become red and chaffed. Some of the boys (and girls) had squeezed too hard or pulled too hard and he was definitely in pain, but not allowed to go to the nurse. Hank let him go to the nurse at this point, as it was the only appropriate solution.
The tone in the room had become very different than it was on Friday. There was no longer a mixture of nerves and excitement. It was very much fear. The students knew that after what had happened to Jenna, the Drama Club President and Emily, the school had been given permission to up their activities.
A handful of the students asked if they could put some of their clothes back on…even if only for this class. That was a request that Hank Turner had to deny. There was still a classroom camera on in the drama room. While his actions upstairs in the history room would have been simple enough to recreate, those actions would be unmotivated now…and outside of the spirit of the innocent intention of the fundraiser.
There was a small commotion outside the classroom. Turner assumed that this was it and the acting principal had spoken to the resource office and was there to get him.
That was not the case. It was several of the other drama club kids from other classes. Still naked, but now here among friends. Mr. Elba had been having the students tracked down and pulled out of their classes, sending them down to the drama class for a meeting.
This batch of students included Carly, who walked straight to Jenna to give her a hug. Jenna held her at bay for a second, warning her friend that she had not cleaned up yet and was still covered in urine and other fluid…Carly was not dissuaded from her action.
The batch of nude students continue to trickle in and find seats or stand along the edges.
Jenna took it upon herself to grab the book from Mr. E’s office and start doing a headcount attendance check for Drama Club. Their teacher wasn’t there yet to tell her do it, but she knew it had to be done. As she emerged from the office, and looked at the room full of her naked peers, she shrugged off the lab coat. The room applauded her as she stepped up to the rostrum on the small raised stage in their drama room to take attendance. There was no humiliation, derision or embarrassment in this applause. They were applauding her strength to continue on in the face of adversity.
Jenna looked out in the crowd and over to Emily. She gave her friend a smile and made a gesture meant to signify that this applause was for both of them. Emily, still in her lab coat, smiled back at Jenna with relief and appreciation.
Scanning the room to make check attendance, Jenna spoke up to the masses, “You can keep talking, but keep it down to a murmur. I don’t know everyone just yet and if I call a name, I need to make sure they hear it.”
The drama club complied. It wasn’t hard to keep the volume down. They truly did want to talk about their experiences with their friends, showing support and expressing anger… but the looks and postures told stories. While Carly was driven to hug Jenna, there was very little touching apart from hands to hands with squeezes of support. They had known touching during the 2 periods and change thus far, their bodies wanted a little less of that now.
Jenna did indeed need to ask for a few names, but for the most part was able to find all the students she needed. There were only two missing, by her count and she knew them both: Jacob-who had gone to the nurse’s office, and Sarah- the pixie cut blonde who had become a fast friend in these difficult times.
With the fundraiser website down, Jenna didn’t know where Sarah would have been. She beckoned Turner over.
“I’m missing one student. I need to find her. I’m going to the attendance office to see where she is and bring her here.” Jenna told the man with a severe degree of urgency in her voice.
He agreed with a nod of his head, “Good luck, Jenna. Bring her home.”
With that she was off on her mission. Heading out of the class and down to Ms. Carol in desperately seeking Sarah.
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