*Meet me in the East Wing boys bathroom today. 8:30. I have something to show you.*
*Uh, okay…*
*Why?*
*You’ll see. Wear something cute today, too.*
*I* ***always*** *wear something cute.*
It was an odd way to start the day, but an exciting one as well. Abby did indeed wear something cute, a low-cut top and black leggings with a thin button-up over it all.
She checked herself out in the mirror in her room before getting ready to go. Then, acting on instinct alone, took off her leggings and stowed her lace panties in her pocket, before pulling them back up and grabbing her keys.
As she drove to school, her mind raced with excitement. What could it be that he wanted to show her? Was it good? Was it bad?
These questions continued to eat away at her throughout the first period. She furtively checked the clock over and over again until it was at last 8:30.
Abby raised a slightly shaking hand.
“May I use the bathroom?”
“Go ahead.”