Crossing the streets, with mud on her pants.

She turned to both sides, and soon she ran to the other side, she saw how everyone arrived at the school and got off the yellow buses, she reached a wall, which separated the view of her classmates from her, it ran through the entire quadrant of the school.

Arianne implored for no one to come from the side where she was hiding, because of this nervousness she rubbed her crotch on the brick wall, “what are you doing??, you got to run to the locker rooms!” she screamed in her head, and after slightly blushing, ran along the side of the wall to reach a back door.

As she ran, she kept her hands on her dirty jeans, and thus they got dirty. Arianne came to a gate with bars, saw the padlock and got frustrated.

“Is it locked? Noooo!, how will I get in? she thought to herself, until she slowly lifted her gaze at the door, “I never... I can't… climb it...” She looked around and took a deep breath.

She put her hands on the bars, and as if it were a climbing wall, she climbed to the top, while trying to keep her balance, her feet couldn't handle it, and she fell to the ground, not only did she swallow some dirt, she felt a great scratch on her back.

“That hurt WAY TOO MUCH, I have some dirt in my mouth, ew” said Arianne, as she spitted out the dirt and got up, she soon felt a cold breeze go through her back, and after seeing that her arm was bare, she quickly turned down, spotting her white bra, she looked up again and saw her t-shirt, torn, hanging from the top.

“Are you kidding me? How did this even happen? This is going from bad to worse, at least the bra strap didn't break-" Arianne thought, disappointed, annoyed, and frustrated with her current state, she heard a voice to her right, turning from a wall in her direction, she soon ran with her arms over her breasts and reached the back door of the women's locker room.