Sammy watched out her car window as the wooded countryside passed by. The schoolyear was starting in two weeks and her dad had just gotten a promotion with his company which was great but also meant he had to move to a different branch office. Her parents were worried about moving her so close to the start of a new schoolyear but she was honestly a little happy about it. She had been bullied so much at her last school this gave her a fresh start.
Soon the woods and hills gradually became the outskirts of a large town and Sammy began getting a little excited to see her new home. She didn’t have to wait long as her father turned the car into a nice looking neighborhood nestled into the undeveloped woods. They pulled into the driveway of a house about halfway between the main road and where the street ended turning into dirt where they obviously planned to continue expanding in the future.
The house was a nice light green two story house with a two car garage. It had a small front yard and a white privacy fence that contained the side yards and a decent sized back yard. Sammy and her parents walked in the front door into a small entry room. Just beyond was the living room and dinning room on the right. To the left was a small room perfect for a home office, then the stairs, a half-bath, and beyond them the kitchen. She could see a sliding glass door leading to the back yard.
One side of the stairs led down to the finished basement and the laundry room. The other side led upstairs to the houses three bedrooms and a full bath. Her parents of course took the largest bedroom that had its own full bathroom and Sammy was given the bedroom that overlooked the front yard, separated from her parents room by the small hallway. The back bedroom would be storage until things settled down.
They spent the next week receiving the delivery truck and putting things away. It was slow with both of her parents working but Sammy did as much as she could for them. Her mom was worried about her thirteen year old daughter being home alone all day but she also didn’t know enough about the town to want her wandering around much.
Sammy was happy to get things unpacked quickly though. She hated that the first three nights her bedroom window didn’t have any blinds or curtains. She had actually found her curtains the second day but her dad didn’t get around to hanging them until their fourth day there. She was also looking forward to Monday when she would get a tour of her new school. She couldn’t wait to start fresh.
Monday came quickly and her mom drove her to the school which ended up being only about a mile from the house. By the time they arrived students and parents already crowded the area. Sammy realized everyone was also signing up for sports and activities. As they walked up the main path to the entrance Sammy wrote her name and email down for the swim team, the craft club, the drama club, and the art club. She enjoyed them all and had the added appeal of being things she could do mostly on her own.
Inside a man about her dads age introduced himself as Mr. Woodsworth, the vice principal. He gave them the tour of the school and showed her where her locker was. He also gave her the class schedule and student handbook. When the tour was done he said goodbye and left them at the school store which sold a variety of school supplies as well as snacks and spare uniform items.
The school uniform for girls was a white button up shirt, short or long sleeve, a blue button up jacket, a blue knee length skirt, black dress shoes and white socks. She was allowed modest blue headbands or hair ties to style her hair modestly and jewelry was limited to modest earrings. Her mother picked out a few sizes of everything and sent her into the makeshift dressing room the staff had built from metal rods and a few spare curtains.
Sammy undressed feeling exposed with nothing but a curtain between her and her classmates as she stripped down to her white bra and pink panties. She tried on each item until she found her sizes then dressed and returned to her mother. With three uniforms purchased they walked around a little more before heading home. Sammy liked her knew school already.
That evening she was checking her email and reading the acceptance messages from everything she signed up for. A wide smile was plastered on her face as she thought about how this school was nothing like her old one. She was surprised that the drama club was already getting ready for its first production with practices starting in two days but didn’t want to miss out so she quickly responded to the message saying she was happy to help fill any role they needed.
The next day she had a message from the drama club thanking her and inviting her to practice the next day for role assignment and costume fitting. She was so excited she told her parents all about it and begged to be allowed to walk to the school since both her parents would be at work. Her parents were hesitant but she would be walking to and from school shortly anyway so they gave in.
The day of the practice Sammy nearly ran to the school in her jeans and floral shirt. The drama club had signs pointing her to the gymnasium and adjacent room. Several students were already in the gym in full costume rehearsing. Sammy went to the room and knocked on the frame.
“Hello, you must be Sammy.” A girl said looking up from a box of cotumes.
“Yes, it’s nice to meet you.” She said shyly.
“Right, I’m Vicky. So you’re ok filling any role, how do you feel about helping out by filling a couple of the smaller roles? They aren’t the star roles but we still need them.”
“Yes!” Sammy almost yelled.
It was perfect for her. A small role let her be involved without too much pressure. She walked over closer to Vicky who was now examining a clipboard seriously. She absently chewed the end of her pencil while she looked at the list.
“Well…” She began, “We’re doing a play about a saloon in the old west and what we really need is more Indians, saloon girls, and someone to play Ms. Gasp. The Indian only has two short scenes and doesn’t have any lines and all Ms. Gasp does is gasp in her five scenes hence the name. The only lines you would have would be I think three during your one scene as the saloon girl. Would you be ok with that?”
Sammy thought about it for a moment. It was a lot of scenes but being background characters they wouldn’t be long ones and she only had a couple lines. She agreed and Vicky beamed as she started digging through the costumes. The first costume was for Ms. Gasp which seemed like a typical overly frilly outfit you always saw in western movies. Sammy really liked that the costume was made in several parts and held together with velcro which would make switching in and out really easy. Next was the saloon girl costume.
Sammy was a little hesitant about it but tried it on anyway. It consisted of some short heels, some overly-frilly thigh high socks, and a one piece outfit that was a modified swimsuit made to look like underclothes. The costume would need minor alterations but Vicky was sure they could manage it next practice.
Last was the Indian costume. Sammy stripped to her bra and panties in the curtained off changing area and Vicky took the saloon girl costume out to put away. She returned a moment later with a couple pieces of cloth and a thoughtful look.
“Here put this on.” Vicky said handing Sammy two cloth pieces that she soon realized could be tied together to make a loincloth.
Sammy tied it on over her panties feeling exposed in front of Vicky as Vicky tossed aside what turned out to be two more loincloths. She looked at Sammy and circled her deep in thought.
“Well they wouldn’t have had women in the war party anyway so…I think what we can do is just put you in a top that matches your skin tone. That and how far back you’ll be no one will know the difference.” Vicky said smiling.
Sammy wasn’t so sure. She looked down at the loincloth that barely went lower than her own panties. Vicky followed her eyes and mentioned she would need to wear skin colored panties too. Sammy blushed but just nodded her head.
Vicky spent the next thirty minutes telling her their practice schedule and helping coordinate her other clubs she had signed up for. Sammy realized she was in for a busy year at her new school but she kept reminding herself that with her new school was a new her.
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