Locker Room

A/N: This is all pure fiction. None of this has ever happened. Oh, and please be nice, this is the first fic that I've ever written.

The bell had just rang, signaling the end of the eighth period class and the end of school, as well. For people like Jessica, Megan, and Ailin, they were to head to the locker rooms to change out of their Phys. Ed. clothing. They all quickly changed, and started to walk down the hallway to the parking lot.
As they passed the boy's locker room, they saw Kyle coming out of it. Kyle was the kind of guy that you could sum up in two words: Horny Jerk. He had it in his mind that every girl in the universe wanted to get in his pants. As soon as he caught sight of the girls’ faces, he strutted up towards them, placing an arm on Ailin' shoulder.
"And how are you sexy ladies doing today? Horny? Anything I can take care of for you?" Kyle drawled, as he flipped his hair out of his eyes.
"Dammit, Kyle. If we're ever horny, we'll be sure to go to someone, anyone other than you," Jessica stated, as Ailin pushed Kyle's arm off of her shoulder.
"I'm sorry you feel that way. It must be hard passing up an opportunity like this. After all, it’s not everyday a girl can come across a 10 inch cock, like myself," He said, with a smirk.
"Oh, bullshit. I've heard a completely different story from Lettie Sanchez," Megan said, wiggling her pinky in the air, as Jessica and Ailin laughed.
Kyle's face flushed.
"Well, let's just see who gets embarrassed," Kyle spat, as he pushed the boy's locker room door open with his foot, "In you go!"
And with that said, he pushed the girls in through the door, and locked it behind them.
Immediately, the girls began to freak out.
"Hey! Let us out, Kyle! This isn't funny, dammit!" Ailin yelled through the heavy, metal door.
"Yeah, Kyle! We could get in serious trouble!" said Jessica, urgently. But there came no reply. Obviously, Kyle had walked away, leaving them trapped in the boy's locker room.
"Dammit! I hate that guy!" swore Jessica, "How are we supposed to get out of her?"
"Well, it's good that school's already over. At least nobody will see us in here," said Megan, calmly, "and I've always wanted to see what it looked like in here."
She got up and started to stroll around the place, with Jessica and Ailin following her. The locker room was quite large, all covered in pale, blue tile. The lockers were a darker blue and filled up most of the building.
"Hmm...I wonder where the showers are," Megan said, with a grin.
"Probably in the same place as they are in our locker room. At the very back," Jessica stated, returning the smile.
They made their way to the back of the building, but as they reached the shower area, they stopped dead in their tracks,
“Oh, my God! There’s a guy taking a shower!” Ailin whispered.
“Go check who it is, Ailin,” Megan said.
“Hell no! What if he sees me?”
“Then try not to be seen!”
“Oh, shut up. I’ll do it,” Jessica said, cutting through their arguing.
“Ok, but be careful,” Ailin called after her.
Jessica crept over to the showers, on her hands and knees, but didn’t take her eyes off the boy. Suddenly, she realized that Ailin and Megan could see up her skirt as she moved closer, so she hopped behind trash can. Peering over the lid, she took a quick glance at the boy’s face. Gasping, she turned and hurried back to where her friends were.
“Oh, my God! It’s Jim!” She exclaimed.
Jim…He was the kind of guy that was always there when you need him. He was easy to talk to, but nobody ever thought of him as more of a friend. Actually, nobody had ever asked him out. Girls would usually take advantage of his friendship and leave him hurt and confused. The girls knew this was true, because they had done it themselves. They felt guilty about it, too.
Suddenly, his voice rang out.
“Who’s there?!”
The girls froze, but he kept calling out, until Jessica slowly stood up.
“Jessica?! What the hell are you doing here?!”
The other girls stood up as well.
“What the hell is this, some kind of peep show?! God!”
“No, Jim, we weren’t spying on you, we swear!” Megan told him.
“Yeah, she’s right, that dumbass, Kyle, locked us in here,” Jessica affirmed.
“Kyle what—Wait…Did you say we’re locked in here?!”
“I think so…” Ailin told him.
“God dammit! Well, the janitors come around at—Would it kill you to not stare?” Jim asked.
Jessica’s face turned red and she glanced away from his crotch. “Oh…sorry.”
“Well, you can’t blame her! I’m staring, too! Your penis is huge!” Megan exclaimed.
Jim scowled and pulled a towel down to cover himself, as he walked over to a bench. “As I was saying, the janitors should come around 6 or 7 o’clock.”
“Well. what are we supposed to do until then?” Ailin asked, her eyes widening.
Megan and Jessica looked at each other and giggled and walked over to where Jim was sitting. Jim scowled for a second time.