Marty takes the stairs ☑

After leaving the apartment I still felt self-concious and considered taking the stairs when I saw the elevator open with 5 people already inside, and crowded. Sharp "getting in?" woke me from he stupor. "No, I'll take the stairs".

As I took a turn around the corner I saw the bus to the Uni leave the stop. Ugh. It came early? What the heck? Turned out the previous one was 24 mins late! What now? I have to wait half an hour for another one? Fuck. I should have taken the elevator after all.

It was definitely to hot to walk around in a jacket. I took it with me to hide my changing body, but now it was just drawing more attention wearing one in a warm sunny day.

I took off the jacket, but felt even more self-concious. With just my t-shirt on you can clearly see I have two small mounds on my chest. What does not help at all is that my now eraser-sized nipples are hard as rocks and poke out of my chest forming two clear tents under my t-shirt.

Relax I say to myself. No-one pays attention to you anyway, no-one will notice. I keep telling that to myself, and yet wave after wave of anxiety mixed with embarrassment flows over me. I try to shield my chest with my arms, but I know it just draws more attention to it.

Finally the bus arrives at the University and I jump out of it as fast as I can. Unfortunately it arrived at the gates of the University almost an hour after the first lecture started.

There was no point in going to the lectures any-more, with everything that was happening lately I decided to just go to the clinic and get myself checked out. Maybe they will find what's wrong with me lately, and at worst I'll get some sleeping pills to deal with the nightmares.