This is the fourth part of Alicia’s story. You can start at the beginning here.
The bell for fourth period rang like two seconds after I slid into my class. As I headed to my usual seat, next to Sammy, I noticed lots of eyes on me. I was the only one unseated, and I had a skirt on, so it made sense, but I couldn’t help wondering if my diaper was showing, so I felt the bottom of my skirt as I walked to make sure it hadn’t ridden up anywhere. It hadn’t, luckily.
I took my seat and Sammy gave me a little wave and smile. I gave her one back. Although I have a lot of friends left over from previous years who I still like to sit with in the morning and at lunch, I don’t have classes with any of them this year except Sammy. She’s in my last three classes of the day. Naturally, that means we’re closer than I am with my other friends.
I mostly keep to myself and pay attention to the lesson or task at hand during the classes in the first half of my day, but during the second half of my day, I like to chat with Sammy pretty often. That’s why we sit at the back of all three classes.


