Something else

I quickly felt at my trouser seat, but as much as I searched with my hands, it seemed intact.

"Relax, it wasn't you." Naomi said, I turned to look at her. "I was trying to make this stupid skirt more comfortable." she showed me where a rip had torn open, horizontally under the waistband at the side of her skirt, revealing a patch of her tucked-in white blouse. "I really should replace this old thing."

I was relieved that the noise wasn't what I had thought it was, although all felt bad for my friend and the bad luck she was having today.

"Come on, we'd better get to class." she said, holding her bag over the rip.

"Try not to get snagged on anything," I said, "You might end up losing the entire skirt."