‘What the hell!’ I don’t know who yelled it but I wasn’t sticking around to find out. I bolted for the gym door, pried it open and ran inside ...efore any of them could catch me. I ran down the hallway toward the PE teachers’ offices. As I rounded the corner, I looked back and saw Jake glaring at me through the window of the door. I didn’t stop running until I reached Ms. Jansen’s office. I exploded into her office, panting and trying to calm down. She looked up at me, startled, and asked what. “Do I need one? Mom, do I need a bra? Can you see anything?”“Only your nipples, if you care at all?” mom said.“Nothing is wrong with what our daughter is wearing. You look beautiful, darling. Need any money, Jim?” Dad asked getting out his wallet.“Sure. I’ll never turn down money. We can get some Blake T-shirts. Do you want us to get one of each for you folks?”“No,” dad said handing me $80. “I’d never wear one of those. Get one for your mother to wear. She’d look good in one, don’t you. I would fit in just fine here. I did not stay out at the pool long. I was often anxious in new places and situations and some of the stares I was receiving made me uneasy. I retired to my apartment for dinner and microwaved the burrito I had brought home from work the night before. I took a Xanax and grabbed a beer, hoping both would ease my anxiety. When that didn't work, I grabbed another beer and walked outside and sat in one of two cheap plastic chairs I had bought. I had taken up. Teresa arrived home and found two wine glasses, one with lipstick onthe rim, she thought it was very odd. She found John sleeping as shegot ready for bed she noticed John's khaki pants, blouse, and sweaterwith his Mary Jane shoes also next to the bed. John did not stir so shelifted the sheets to see him wearing his lingerie. She laughed toherself thinking that the lipstick on the glass was his and both ofthem were cheating with men. She quietly went to bed so she didn'tdisturb John.The next day.