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so do it i forgot to wear my underwear to school so people get pantsing me and slapping my bare butt and making me sit on there laps bare butt
Jaxon
He is a high school student struggling with selfesteem. He is vulnerable, naive, and insecure. Jaxon often forgets to wear underwear, leading to embarrassing incidents at school. He longs for attention and affection, but gets mixed signals from his peers. His body develops earlier than others, leading to teasing and isolation. Despite his hardships, he remains hopeful and yearns for genuine connection and acceptance.
Brooklyn
She is a popular student in Jaxon's class. She is outgoing, bold, and manipulative. Brooklyn often participates in the teasing of Jaxon about his wardrobe choices and personal habits. Her interactions with Jaxon are laced with insincerity as she uses her popularity to exert control over her social dynamics. Despite her seemingly perfect exterior, she struggles with family issues and social pressures.
Mason
He is Jaxon's best friend in high school. He is loyal, playful, and protective. Mason enjoys teasing and poking fun at Jaxon's misfortunes, but he also stands by him through thick and thin. He helps cover for Jaxon when he misses school due to family issues. Although they come from different backgrounds, their friendship remains strong despite the social differences between their families.
I hate being late.
When you’re the first one to arrive, everyone stares at you.
When you’re the last to arrive, everyone stares at you.
It’s like you’re committing a crime by showing up after others.
My mom always says, "Better late than never."
I wish she was wrong.
I forgot to wear underwear again.
This is like the fifth time this month.
I keep forgetting because I’m not used to wearing them in the first place.
I started wearing underwear this year when I began attending high school.
I don’t know why I felt like I had to follow what everyone else was doing, but I did.
It’s weird because I don’t think anyone even noticed that I wasn’t wearing underwear until this year.
I guess my body developed faster than the other kids in my class.
I don’t know why that is either.
Maybe it’s because I have a different father than my sister Ayla, who is also in high school but at a different one since she and my mom moved out and I stayed with my dad.
Ayla has been trying to get pregnant for a year now, and she finally did.
She’s due any day now, which is why I was late this morning.
She had a contraction, so we went to the hospital, thinking this was it, but it was another false alarm.
I hurry through the empty hallway, my footsteps echoing off the lockers.
My backpack bounces uncomfortably against my back as I speed-walk, trying not to draw attention to myself.
The fabric of my jeans rubs awkwardly against my bare skin, a constant reminder of my forgotten underwear.
I spot Ryker and Brooklyn hanging out near my locker, and my stomach drops.
They’re laughing and talking like they own the place, completely carefree.
I slow down, trying to act casual as I approach them.
Brooklyn smirks when she sees me, whispering something to Ryker that makes him chuckle.
I fumble with my locker combination, my sweaty fingers slipping on the dial.
After three failed attempts, I finally get it right.
The lock clicks open, and I pull the door wide.
Ryker leans against the locker next to mine, his shoulder brushing against me as I reach for my history textbook.
Brooklyn’s perfume wafts over, making my stomach twist with nerves.
I grab my book and shove it into my backpack, trying to zip it up quickly.
But my jeans start to slide down again, and I have to adjust them in a hurry.
The warning bell rings through the hallway, making me jump.
