I was walking to my 7th period class when I realized that my thighs had pulled my tampon string and my tampon was slowly easing its way to freedom. I get to class and ask to go to the bathroom, and my teacher looks at me, exasperated because I usually leave her class to go to the bathroom, and told me I couldn't leave. I proceeded to sit in my seat, stay in one position for the rest of the 50 minute class, and half waddle to the bathroom once the bell rang. Needless to say that my cute *new* undies were ruined.