"Well, thank you for being a good friend." (UH)

"Well, thank you for being a good friend," you say with a smile. Chris's eyes go wide in response. His reaction alone made you raise an eyebrow, "You good Chris?" you asked a bit concerned about your friend.

His face quickly changes into a sleepish smile, bringing back his aloof appearance. "Yeah, it just you know..." he says stopping his sentence mid-way. "Never mind, just forget what you just saw," he says.

But before you can push on the topic, he quickly brings up some things.

"Ok, so what the fuck? Like why? I can clearly tell that you're uncomfortable about your current situation. So why the fuck you picked the skimpiest clothes?" Chris says while pinching his nose.

"I..." you try to come up with a reason but nothing is coming out of your mouth. Throughout the day you kind of forgot that you were wearing something so skimpy.

Realizing that your face becomes flushed red. As you start to notice the sensation again. The weird feeling of the air on your exposed stomach, the short skirt barely concealing your goods. It was so easy to forget throughout the day, but right now it crashing back into you.

You are actually surprised that the school staff haven't stopped you and asked you to change into more modest clothes. Then again today is a school event so there might be some leeway.

"Earth to Ash? You alright there buddy?" Chris asked while snapping a finger in front of your face. "I'm good!' you say as you get startled.

"You good? I didn’t mean to fry your brain out,” he says with a sigh but then countine on. "At the end of the day, just make up your mind. I support what you're doing, but don't be hypocritical." he said. "I'm not being a hypocrite!" you say trying to defend yourself. But you just see Chris shake his head.

"You keep on talking about how much you hate this, yet you chose to do it. You chose to dress like a slut, you chose to crossdress. Look, I'm not judging your actions, I don't care what you dress as, I'm judging your character," he explains to you.

Chris was right, and you know it. "I'm-" But before you can say I'm sorry, Chris cuts you off. "Don't, just think about it and let the crew know, Speaking of the crew, I think they're waiting on us," he says looking towards the table.

You nod and you follow Chris towards the table. Which is located at the end of the cafeteria.