She continues on.

Anna kept moving. Her hands supported her shorts as opened the door to join other students. There were a lot of them, and she was worried about her shorts falling down again.

Whenever there was a fire drill, the students were told to organize based on their homeroom. For Anna, this meant meeting with Ms. Silken, the one who taught cloth and textile classes.

It did not take long for Anna to spot her, as she was standing by a group of students and counting them. She had a small look of concern.

"Has anyone seen Anna?" she asked.

"I'm right here Ms. Silken!" Anna said, walking up, still blushing.

The rookie teacher turned and saw Anna. "Anna, where were you? I heard you skipped a couple of classes, that's not like you." She said.

Anna knew Ms. Silken to be a friendly teacher. If she was able to explain things right, she might be in less trouble. She just had to play it cool.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Silken. A few things got a little out of control. I can explain." Anna said pleasantly as she scratched the back of her head. "It's kind of embarrassing, but um... there were a few wardrobe malfunctions."

There was a bit of giggling behind Anna. She didn't bother to look, as there was more important things to focus on.

Ms. Silken look confused. "Wait a second, where you in my classroom earlier?"

Anna's eyes widened when she realized Ms. Silken might know something. She put her hands up, waving her hands at Ms. Silken, and brought her voice to a whisper. "Ms. Silken, can we please talk about this somewhere a little more private?"

There was a lot more giggling.

"Oh goodness, Anna!" Ms. Silken suddenly said, pointing down.

Anna glanced down, and saw her loose shorts had fell to her ankles. It all became clear in a second. Those giggles, were caused by her classmates seeing her butt. She reached down and pulled them back up as quickly as she could as her face turned bright red. She turned to look, and only saw the two girls from before giggling. The others were confused.

"What happened?" said one student.

"Not a word about it you two!" Ms. Silken said, showing what was thought to be a rare glare. She turned to Anna, "we'll sort the details out after the drill."

It was nice for Anna to have a teacher on her side. However, her blush was never able to calm down for the rest of the day. She later have to explain how her luck took every thread she at one point had on her body. Ms. Silken had found the damaged clothes in her classroom, proving her story. Although Anna still got detention for skipping classes, she was able to survive her bad luck with minimal exposure. Anna also learned a very valuable lesson.

Use scissors to remove annoying tags.