English class is about to start and you watch as Alexa, one of the popular girls, walks in after gym class and sits at the desk next to you. She’s chatting with her friends about how much she hates gym class when she catches the student sitting behind you looking at her. “What, loser? Go look at something else.” She continues her conversation, scratching her arms and legs as she talks, quickly becoming irritated at how itchy her skin feels. “Here, just take a quick look and see if I’m, like, having an allergic reaction to something,” she says as she untucks her blouse from her tartan skirt...

English class is about to start and you watch as Alexa, one of the popular girls, walks in after gym class and sits at the desk next to you. She’s chatting with her friends about how much she hates gym class when she catches the student sitting behind you looking at her. “What, loser? Go look at something else.” She continues her conversation, scratching her arms and legs as she talks, quickly becoming irritated at how itchy her skin feels. “Here, just take a quick look and see if I’m, like, having an allergic reaction to something,” she says as she untucks her blouse from her tartan skirt and unbuttons the front. Before long her clothes have all come off and she’s yelling at the student behind you to stop laughing at her. She takes another look at her clothes, now sitting on the desk in a pile, and looks back at the student, “Did you put itching powder on my clothes while I was in gym class?!” she cries, “What the hell! I’ve always been nice to you!”