You sigh and get that denim long, sort of pleated skirt your dad talked you into buying awhile. You have nice legs, why not show them?
You slip it on, grab your bag and head downstairs.
When you reach the front door, your parents approach you, your dad happily complimenting your skirt and your mom waving at you. You wave back and grab your bike and head for school.
The wind picks at your skirt occasionally, but it never gets too high. Soon you're reaching school, unnoticed by everyone and meet some of your friends at the front steps, Elizabeth and Emily. You three are talking for ages about the most silliest things until you suddenly have to go to the bathroom. But the bell rings and your friends start pulling you towards your first period you have with them, and you realize you can't go to the bathroom just yet.
As you enter your English class, your teacher scolds you three for being late and tells you to sit down. You all rush to your seats and sit and wait for him to drone on and on.
The feeling you have to again comes back, and this time it's impossible to ignore it.
You want to ask your teacher if you can go to the bathroom, but he usually says no to you, much to the laughter of your classmates, and you wonder if you should hold it in or not... |