The walk back to the building had a different atmosphere than when it was about the examination issues. Today, it seemed like it was dismissed. The rumors made an abrupt halt only to move to something new. This time I walked back to the building drowning in a huge coat that obviously wasn't mine and the sweatpants for the seniors.
It wasn't the walk of shame. But it wasn't a walk of pride either.
I went to the locker room to change with my own extra uniform. There, my friend found me. The news spread like wildfire.
"Is it Dayshawn's?" Jean asked as I searched my locker for my coat and skirt. It had been here for a long time because I never felt the need to change except for when it was time for a physical education subject.
I literally had to take all my stuff out of the locker to get
