In the dean’s office

“Stand in front of the desk, hands behind your head. Don’t you dare sit down or move one inch. In fact, face the door,” the dean instructed as he pulled Alexa inside.

Alexa did as she was instructed and was **** to look out a big window where she saw students gathering to look at her. Alexa whimpered as she saw male and female students whispering, giggling, and pointing at her. “P-please, sir,” Alexa whimpered.

“Not one word until I permit you,” the dean said. “I can’t believe you thought it was a good idea to run around in just a diaper and wet it no less! Is this some sort of joke? Prank? Well, young lady, I think I must notify your parents about this. There’s no way this is allowed. You face expulsion for potential vandalism and blatantly violating our campus policies.”

“No, please, sir,” Alexa said. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”

“I don’t care,” the dean said. “If someone can’t make a case for you, I’m afraid you’ll probably have to leave campus. But I’ll call your parents first see what they think of this.”

Alexa saw Courtney standing outside. Alexa tossed her a pleading, begging look. Courtney seemed to notice and thought about what to do.