More Than Enough

Shreeda was passing through the halls with her friends. She was everything you wished for in high school- popular, pretty, powerful,smart. It was lunch time so while everyone was having lunch with one friend group she was having with almost every girl you could find on that floor because apparently she was friends with everyone. After recess, everyone went back to their classrooms and then all the guys ran back in commotion to their classes. She and her friends were chatting when announcement was made that all girls of sixth standard are supposed to form a line and move towards hall. Everyone was surprised and terrified with this announcement but nevertheless, they all gathered and monitors of classes were then walking towards the halls. Someone from almost all classes was waving at her and she was smiling back and waving. The walk towards the hall felt longer than usual because of people running here and there, the cleaning after break and inability of monitors to gather students of their classes and total lack of management and discipline. As we were reaching towards hall, everyone was very curious and started talking and making it even more difficult to maintain any sort of discipline. Turns out, they were being taught about periods and were given pads and later at the end of seminar they were distributed pads which they were told and some assumed had to be hidden and they formed different stories to tell guys from their classes.