Yes, they go to the nurse

As they exit the classroom, Alexis gently nudges Jenny towards the nurse's office, trying to reassure her with a gentle smile. Jenny's face remains a deep crimson, her eyes fixed on the floor as she reluctantly follows Alexis. The sound of their footsteps echoes down the empty hallway, punctuated by the occasional rustle of Jenny's wet diaper.

Upon entering the nurse's office, they're greeted by the warm, comforting smile of Nurse Thompson. Her eyes sparkle with a knowing glint as she takes in Jenny's mortified expression. "Ah, dearie, I think I know just what's wrong here," she says, her voice dripping with a soothing, maternal tone.

Nurse Thompson's eyes sparkle with a knowing glint as she approaches Jenny, her movements swift and deliberate. Without asking, she reaches out and gently lifts the hem of Jenny's skirt, her fingers brushing against the sodden diaper. Jenny's face burns with embarrassment as the nurse's hands make contact with the wet fabric, her eyes darting towards Alexis in a silent plea for help.

The nurse's expression remains warm and reassuring, but her voice takes on a teasing tone. "Oh, dearie, it looks like someone's had a little accident," she coos, her fingers probing the diaper's absorbency.