Who knows?

Your head tingles with fright at the sight of no clothes in your locker. You were depending on that to get out of this situation. A noise causes you to turn and you look down the direction you had come from and a girl in on the ground and two guys are fighting the football players. People are torn from watching them fight and your naked body.

You slam your locker shut and turn to run while removing our hand from your genitals. Two girls are smiling and holding up there cellphones taking pictures of you groin. You run past them and side step Mr. Wallace, your history teacher. He's not looking happy at seeing you like this. You know you are going to be in so much trouble if you ever survive the day.

The turn left at the next corner and head down the steps to the first floor. You pass so many students who stop and stare. Joyce Beckerman is on the steps and she calls out your name, but you have no time to chat. Your feet hurt because you are pounding down hard steps barefoot. You don't even know where to go. Then you figure you could get away from all the eyes on you, if only you could make it back to the gym.

But that means you have to run through the first floor and it's still got so many students milling about. You see everyone looking at you like you're crazy and maybe you are for allowing yourself to be in this predicament. Now you have to pass all the students who did not get a chance to see you on the second floor.