Wrong Backpack!

Damnit, she had grabbed the wrong backpack! In it was clearly Carol's possessions. A laptop, charging cables, and some old CD's. Alexa could punch the wall in rage, if she weren't so horrified at the outcome

Carol had seen the girl grab the wrong backpack, amused at her slight scramble to quickly get out of the area. If anything had confirmed it to the experienced mother, it was that worried expression on the girls face as she continued down the aisle, compounded with the quickness. Standing up herself, she grabbed Lexis bag, and headed in the same direction.

Alexa was besides herself, not knowing what to do. On the one hand, she could pull the diaper up, and go grab her bag. On the other hand, putting a dirty diaper back on was disgusting, and people would probably stare as she headed to the bathroom again. As she thought, a slight knocking came from outside.

"Occ...oc-occupied!" She stuttered out, staring at the lock.

"You grabbed my bag, not yours. I have your bag. It's me, Carol." The soft voice said on the other side. Alexa felt her heart flutter, feeling saved. About to unlock the door, she stopped herself. "I'll hand over your bag sweetie, no questions asked."

Alexa unlocked the door, pulling up her athletic pants to cover her modesty...