Switched Up

3-II: It was... beautiful.

Jack and Oliver walked back to Sam.

"Sam, you will be fine. Just remember the plan we made up. It's a perfect time to try it because we don't have assigned lockers yet. We can stand by and help you if you need it," reassured Jack.

"Okay, okay. I can do this. Let's go," said Sam, charging ahead.

As the trio walked into the locker room, a whiff of foreign air blew across Sam's nose.

"Whoooa," she said.

"What's wrong?" asked Oliver.

"The boy's locker room smells so different than the girls. It's like, actually normal. The girl's locker room always reeks of perfume and deodorant," said Sam quietly so only Jack and Oliver could hear.

"That doesn't sound that bad."

"Oh no, it is! It's like a hazard in there with all the chemicals. The girl's locker room is probably the reason our pollution is so bad."

Jack and Oliver laughed at Sam's comment as they continued making their way inside.

They found an open area on the benches and set their stuff down to change—the students were allowed to wear whatever athletic wear they wanted as long as it was appropriate.

Jack and Oliver started unbuttoning their cardigans and shirts. Sam did the same, revealing the T-shirt she was wearing underneath her uniform. Oliver pulled off his cardigan and then looked at Sam.

"Remember, just keep that undershirt on under your other workout shirt and then after, you can go change out of it in the bathrooms. You gotta just pretend you're taking a shit," instructed Oliver.

Sam laughed at his straightforward explanation.

"Alright. I got this."

She threw on her other shirt over the undershirt and then took off her pants, now revealing her "boxers". Once she pulled on her basketball shorts, she finally had a chance to relax, but soon tensed up again once she looked at the people around her.

Sam had been so focused on changing that she didn't process what was going on around her. She instantly felt her face get hot from embarrassment because everyone around her was either shirtless, wearing no pants, or both. She shoved on her workout shoes and turned to Jack and Oliver, who were now both shirtless.

She forced herself to keep her eyes from traveling lower than their necks and said, "Guys, I, uh, I'm gonna wait outside for you. This is, kinda, too much for me. Too many naked men."

Jack and Oliver laughed at her awkwardness and agreed to meet her outside.

Sam frantically fumbled her uniform while jamming it in her bag and scurried away. She pushed past the half-naked boys to escape the row of lockers she was in. When she was almost out, Sam felt a aggressive nudge against her body, shoving her into the lockers.

Ow..., thought Sam, shoulder stinging from the impact.

Suddenly, she felt a hand grasp her shoulder.

"Are you alright man?! I'm so sorry about that!" exclaimed the boy who bumped Sam.

Sam looked over at him and instantly felt her face burn from embarrassment again. The boy only had on his underwear and was standing unexpectedly close to Sam due to the lack of space.

"I-I-It's, okay!" she stuttered while backing away, "That was my faul—", and was cut off by bumping into the bare back of another boy.

AHHHHHHHH!!!, screamed Sam's conscience.