Not at all

Alex sat down with the teacher, Mrs. Pritchett none the wiser. Alex kept her hand on her chest to cover the gaping blouse. The class went on without anything happening, but the students knew something that neither the teacher nor Alex knew, and they were waiting for an encore. The bare-assed babe sat quietly, wondering why her seat was so cold, but not really paying it any mind. After the bell sounded, everyone took their time leaving, wanting to see Alex walk past them again. As she passed the front row, the students began clamoring behind her, both to shield her from the teacher's gaze, but also to keep their eyes on her exposed skin.

Once again, Alex arrived at her locker and placed her books inside. A as she stood up, she made sure not to pop any more buttons, and reached into her bag for her phone. She quickly called her mom.

"Hello, Sweetie. Is there something wrong?" Her mom answered.

"Hey mom, yeah. I left my cheerleader uniform at home, and I'll need it for a pep rally today after lunch." The blonde said, swaying back and forth.

"I just dropped off that box of underwear you left on your bed at the donation center. Next time, close the box so I won't have to worry about it spilling. I gathered everything on your bed and taped it shut just in case. Nothing was gonna fall out on the way!"

"Ok, mom. Sorry. But please hurry. I don't want to miss the rally. You dont need to look for my bloomers as I'm already wearing them. Just bring the top and skirt."

"Sure thing. See you, Sweetie!'

"Thanks, mom."

Alex ended the call and turned around to see a small crowd pointing their phones at her. Not sure what they were doing, she shrugged and continued to her next class, which was History.