On My Way To Mr. Right

Chapter 76

The smoke detector had become a preventative measure, it turned out. Don't get me wrong: I'm glad it went off when it did, even though what followed after that was nearly as horrible. The whole student body was forced to stay in the sweltering heat at the bottom of the stadium, while she and other members of the extraction team hurried about cleaning each classroom one by one.

For the most part, this will not appear to be the case. In fact, they looked to be having the time of their lives. A bunch of now-shirtless males were playing an impromptu football match. Amber and her pals were lying in the sun, their skirts up up to protect themselves from the light. Sure? I was clothed in black and trembling wildly. All of my creases were accumulating moisture: belly folds, collar folds, and, worst of all, the gigantic underboob fold. I was sweating, hot, and itching, and I wished I'd used more antiperspirant.

When I was eventually let back into school, the second horrific tragedy occurred. It manifested itself in school performance as well. With some of the stylish new females and from behind women's volleyball Jake and his two friends, the only unoccupied seat in class was there. And, as I soon realized, this was a unique type of agony.