Chapter 12. Give Up

MICHELLE

“Did the new kid bring his gym clothes with him when he went in there?” On the other side of the door, there was a loud snort that could be heard.

A voice responded, “He’s probably hiding how tiny his dick is…” which prompted a round of laughter from the other boys.

I bit my lower lip, took off my bookbag, and eased out of my blazer and tie before unbuttoning my dress shirt and putting on the white P.E. shirt. However, as I was doing this, I noticed that without the additional padding of the blazer, it felt as though my chest bindings were on display underneath.

I attempted to hunch my shoulders in the hopes that it might be of some assistance, but I don’t think it would be effective for very long after we began our physical activities.

I heaved a sigh of frustration as I changed into the royal blue shorts and saw that they were much too long and reached well below my knees. I bit my lower lip and rolled up the waistline of the shorts, but they