She checks her skirt

The breeze felt strange. As if it came into direct contact with my flesh. This was impossible, you see, since I had felt it under my skirt...

"Oh my GOD!" I screamed as I pushed down my skirt, but felt only the material brushing against my skin.

I wasn't wearing any panties! I must have forgotten to put them on at home! It was too late to go back now, so I would have to be extra careful as I walked, so as not to draw attention. Oh, no. I must've been mooning all those people as I rode my bike!

I finally looked up and saw a few students looking my way, probably wondering why I looked like I was having a mental breakdown. The truth is that I was! I was at school with nothing under my skirt! It's not like it's indecently short or anything. It comes down to just above my knees. But I would have to be wary of any errant breezes from now on.

I was so flustered, I left my bike laying on the ground and went inside as soon as possible to get away from the students. The cool air inside was nice since it was so warm outside, especially after the bike ride. I'm glad I didn't wear my uniform blazer, or would have been sweating through my blouse. However, the coolness made my nipples harden under my shirt, but I had to focus on my first class. I made my way to my locker to get my books. I had to bend down to get to it, but I crouched instead. Knees together on the floor, sitting on my feet, I gathered my books and held them to my chest. I got up carefully and walked to my first class of the day...