Jane’s Day

Jane huffed at the reflection.
“Nothing looks good!” she wailed at the image of herself. Summer started to show itself and Jane wanted to show off. Eleventh grade was a good year for her; her body had finally started to fill into a woman’s figure. A perky B-cup replaced her androgynous flat chest and her jeans clung nicely to her now firm, curvaceous butt. All Jane needed was the clothes to show them off to their fullest but she couldn’t decide what looked best.
With a loud, huffing sigh she slipped into a boring, white Tee and simple jeans and looked at herself. Her dark pink nipples showed lightly through the thin shirt and served as a reminder to put on the new bras she was now required to wear. She remembered the first time she went to school without one; the boys stared and drooled but a few girls called her a slut. She liked the attention but didn’t like being called a slut. A loud noise rumbled from outside, Jane looked out and saw the bus.

“Oh damn!” She grabbed her backpack and raced out the door. The bus driver gave her a stern look as she climbed the steps, out of breath. Jane took her regular seat near the back beside her best friend Heather. Her chest heaved up and down as she caught her breath; Heather looked at her and laughed.
“Trying to show off again?” Jane looked at her and saw her pointing towards her chest; stiff pert nipples pressed against the fabric.
“Damn it! I didn’t put on my bra! Did you bring a jacket?” Heather shook her head and grinned.
“You did say you wanted to show off more.”
“Yeah but not this much, remember last time?” Jane slipped her backpack around her and covered her chest.
“Hopefully nobody notices.”
“I noticed.” Heather smiled.
“But you’re sitting next to me and I was breathing heavy…”
“That and your nipples are sticking out.” She jokingly poked her friends boob and Jane jumped slightly.
“Stop it! Don’t draw attention to them.” Heather gave a hurtful pout that turned into a sly grin. Her hands reached around her friend’s chest and cupped the firm breasts.
“You mean, don’t draw attention to these wonderful braless boobs?” Heather’s voice rose with an inflection. Jane pushed her away as people started to look at the two.

“Damn it Heather, why did you do that?!” Jane whispered with an edge in her voice and a flush on her face. Her friend continued to laugh, only able to slip a few words between fits.

“Because, it was funny. You’re so red!” A flush rose in Jane’s cheeks again.

The bus pulled into the bus loop and began to let the students off. Jane stood up and squeezed her backpack to her chest. They filed out the door and into the bright, warm morning. Students crowded around the entrance to the school or hung out around the picnic tables. The backpack grew heavy in Jane’s arms and she reluctantly slid it back on.
“The bell is going to ring soon, Heather.” She reminded her friend as she started to walk towards the tables.
“I know, but I want to talk to someone! I’m not going to be late!” Heather walked away before Jane could protest.

She looked down at her shirt. The outline of her nipples was so clear. She began to think about all the boys staring at her and it made her shiver. She liked the attention but she didn’t like being called names. Her nipples stiffened at the thought of every boy staring at her.
“Damn it.” She whispered and tried to cover herself as she started towards the door. Jane arrived at her first period class without problems. She sat at her desk and filled out some homework problems she was meant to do two days ago. Her concentration broke when Kevin walked over to her.
“Hey Jane, did you have a good weekend?” he asked, awkwardly. Jane looked up but kept her arms close to her chest.
“Yeah it was okay. Nothing special happened. Did you?” Jane knew Kevin liked her. A wicked thought came to her, she relaxed her arms. She wanted to tease him.
“I bought a new video game which was cool. Do you play any games?” Kevin glanced down as Jane’s arms moved. His eyes fell onto the outlines of her nipples.
“I’ve played a few, Heather likes video games more than me but I’ll play when I’m at her house. “ She saw his glance. Adrenaline made her want to go further. Jane reached behind with both arms to grab a text book from her backpack on the chair.