Waddle off

Ms. Nolan stood up, her useless torn pants around her ankles. She held her shirt tail as low as she could. She froze as she tried to figure out her next move. If she bent down to try to pull up her pants, she would expose herself again, but if she did not try to pull up her pants, they would stay around her ankles, making walking hard. She looked around and saw the laughing students filming her. "Stop this now!"

"Make us!" came a male voice.

Ms. Nolan glared. She was being thoroughly humiliated. She decided to shuffle off to her office. She had to take baby steps, which caused more laughter to come from the crowd. She rolled her eyes and shook her head as if to somehow wish this nightmare to be over. She shuffled off towards the side door to the main school building. She reached the door and grabbed the handle. She tried to open it, but thanks to you, it is locked.

"Seriously?!" an incredibly frustrated Ms Nolan yelled. Her master key had been in her pants pocket. She slowly lowered herself, trying not to bend at the waist and expose her butt to the laughing crowd. She reached into her pocket for the key.