Stand up and pretend nothing is wrong

Anna stood straight up and hastily pushed down the sides of her skirt just in time to avoid any accidental flashings. Or at least she was pretty sure she'd been fast enough. Anna turned around to see a short, brunette girl. The other girl was giving Anna kind of a funny look, but in the end, she just pushed past Anna and went into one of the stalls.

Anna took a deep breath and regained all the composure that had driven her to spend the rest of the day without panties (and hopefully only missing that). Carful to keep her hands at her sides, as to prevent the skirt from betraying her, Anna made her way back to class. The trip back to her seat was rather uneventful, but that didn't stop her heart from racing the whole time.

Anna made it back to class with plenty of time to spare in the lecture. She couldn't focus on it at all, though. Anna fidgeted in her seat, unable to find a comfortable position. She crossed her legs, and then uncrossed them, and then recrossed them the other way. She tried pushing her legs together as tightly as possible, sitting with them forward and then sideways. The tag had been distracting, but that was nothing compared to this. Worst of all, Anna could feel a heat between her legs. The thought of being turned on by all this was not an idea she was fond of. And even then, just being turned on in the middle of class was quite distracting in of itself. She wasn't sure she could just ignore it.