[Fiction] The Un-Compliant Sports Girl

[AmysWay]

Preface;
This is a Fictitious Story about a College Girl, who wants to be part of a Swimming Team.

The Issue is, that She refuses to Conform to the Social Standards of the other Team Members, who are part of a Sorority.

It doesnt go to Nicely for Her.

Her Name is Michelle. Shes 21. Because I like the sound of the name, honestly :P

Also, this Preface is essential, because im cutting out all the Fancy, Introductory Character Building Stuff.
She has already Joined this Team, and has already found that she Dislikes these People. And they dont like Her. Their names are Natalie, Samantha, and Rebecca.
She has been there for One Week, and from this Point, Events start occuring.
I apologise in advance if my Storytelling is a bit weird, im new to this

Also, 1st Person Storytelling.

Let me know if you want me to continue. This is HIGHLY experimental.
* = Referring to the Sorority. But really, thered be no need to state the full name, in reality. They both know who theyre talking about.

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Part 1: Beginning.
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I climbed out of the pool, as I normally would.
It was cold in here, at this time of evening. very few people were still around. It was getting late, and I just wanted to get Home, after a long days Practice.

I dried myself off, by the poolside, before making my way back to the showers. I wanted to warm up, of course. It was quite a cold night.
There didnt seem to be anyone else here.
I turned on some warm water, and stood under it for a while. It surprised me noone else was here, really. Normally, theres at least some chatter, from stragglers.

I finished, and walked out, planning to go to the Lockers.
But was Confronted, unexpectedly, by Natalie.

"Aw, what now." I asked, impatient at this time of night.
"Thats not very nice. But whatever. Enjoying yourself?" She asked, slightly bitterly.
"Well, yeah. Im heading out now, though." I replied.
"Going Home? Mm." She said.
"Whats it to you? Is there anything else?" I answered.
"Listen, I just want to ask you a Question." She said.
"What. What is it." I replied.
"Its obvious you dont like me. And i dont like you. But were both on this Team, nowadays. And that needs to work for everyone. Now, theres Me, and Rebecca, and Sam. And theres you. We are all part of the Group*. You are not. So, if you want us to get on, Join Up. Doesnt sound too hard, do-"
"No. I am not interested in your stupid clubs." I replied, cutting her off.
"Thats not very nice either." She answered.
"Yes, well." I stated.
"Look, im trying to be nice to you. Is this really so much to ask?" She said.
"No. Can you get out of my way now?" I said.
"And thats final. You wont just... Join the Group? Its that hard?" She said.
"Yes, its final. Move?" I said.

She shook her head, looking unsatisfied.
And then, I heard footsteps, behind me.
I looked back, and saw Three other People.
One was holding something, just out of sight. The other two were just watching.

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End
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So...
Want me to keep going? Before i put too much effort into this?

[port86]

Yes. I would like to see more...

[Daring nemder]

Please write more soon.

[mattman12]

Please do continue

[AmysWay]

So be it. Ill still go in small increments

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Part 1 Continued.
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Confused, I stepped back slightly.

"We just want you to join our 'Stupid Club'." She said, bitterly.

Before I could React, something was put over my Head, and I felt Myself laid forcibly onto a Bench.
I tried to yell, but what use was it. There was nobody else here. And the sound was obscured.
I felt my Swimwear 'peel' off almost. I tried to Writhe, but there were too many People holding me.

Then, I felt a Wet, but Dry 'Liquidic' feeling on my Feet.
The Group were talking to each other, but I was too unfocused to understand what they were saying. I heard metallic sounds, and felt wind from the Air Conditioning against my Body, clarifying that I couldnt have been covered.
I felt like crying, but I was too Anxious to form any clear actions.
The feeling travelled up my Legs, which felt slightly higher than my Body.
I kept trying to Writhe, and move. Eventually, i felt a hard strike to my Face, comparable to a harsh slap.
I groaned a bit, then, as my Face stung slightly, barely had the Will to Resist.
The Feeling was tingly, up my Legs. I felt it begin to go between my Legs, and around my Waist. As though I were being Clothed, in some strange Water.

I felt another Strike to my Face. This time, for no reason.
Then, someone grabbed my Head, with their Thumb in my left Cheek, and their first Three Fingers in my right. Tightly.

"This is going to happen again, if you dont reconsider." Someone said.
The Bag obscured their Voices. I couldnt tell who said it. I could only guess.

Then, I felt the grip Restraining my Legs and Arms go free.
"We WILL be back in a few Hours. We hope you Reconsider."

And I laid there, for several minutes at least, hoping theyd left.


Eventually, I concluded they must be gone.
I almost rolled off the Bench, as I sat myself up.
I lifted my shaking hands, and undid the Bag on my Head, and removed it.

Looking down, I saw, that everything; From my Feet, right up to my Navel, had been Painted. A Bright, Hot Pink. With Intermittent Blue Rings and Green Spots.
I felt it, and found that, likely due to the Air Conditioning blowing on it, it was Dry. I saw that my Legs had been Elevated on my Backpack, and that it too had some Paint dripped onto it.
I looked down, and saw my Swimwear, cut up, likely with Scissors.

I then checked my Backpack, and found that my Locker Key, was not there.

I backed off, and looked around. There wasnt even a Towel on the Rails.
Tomorrow would be Saturday, so nobody would even be here. But, it was Friday Night, now. And I was in a Locker Room, with both of my Legs Painted, a Bright Pink, with Blue Bands, and Green Spots. I looked absolutely Ridiculous.
And, I also realised, I could hardly leave.
If I did, itd just start some massive Finger Pointing Match, which I would Lose.
These Girls had a Substantial Reputation. And I was some Newbie, who was Kicked Out of her Last School for Troublemaking.

They said theyd be back in a Few Hours.
I decided, that for my Benefit, id wait.

And id join their Club.
I couldnt deal with this. Not again. Its hard enough now.

This was Strong Paint. I couldnt even Pick it off. I had NO IDEA how id get it off.

I sat on the Bench. And Anxiously checked between my Legs.
Theyd at least not Painted 'in' me. Which was relieving.

I stood under a Shower, for around an Hour. Before realizing this Paint wouldnt even come off like that.

I picked up the Tatters of my Swimsuit, and placed them into my Backpack.
Then I took it, sat down, leaned against a Locker, and Waited.

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End Part 1
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Thoughts?

[shypilot]

Great start. I can't wait to see what happens next.