Get in the car- after all, a lift is a lift!

(Originally published by Blackskull at writing.com. Republished with the original author's permission.)

"Thanks!" you smile at Mandy. "I thought I was never going to make it!"

"No problem." Mandy beams, "Always happy to help those in need!"

You jog round to the passenger side, where Mandy's opened the door, and lower yourself into the seat.

RIP!

"Oops!"

"What was that?" Mandy giggles, "Was that your jeans?"

You feel the seat of your pants and rip that yes, there is a split- about an inch long, maybe half an inch wide. You're coming dangerously close to showing off your pink heart-patterned panties in all their glory.

"Just a little bit." you blush. "I think they shrunk."

"No problem, happens to all of us." Mandy says as she drives.

In no time, she's pulling up in the school parking lot.

"Hey, come with me." Mandy suggests, "My friends are over there, we'll get your jeans fixed."

You look at your watch, unsure.