12. No one would be the wiser.

Gianna stands up, a little wobbly. Once on her feet, she gets herself put back together remarkably quickly. She’s not as crisply and neatly in uniform as usual, but no one would be the wiser about your second period activities.

As the bell rings, she slips out the door.

You open your window to let some fresh air in as your Poetry class trickles in.