"Oh my word, Mandy. Your epidermis is showing!" Brent stage whispered as soon as I sat down with my instrument. He was in my section in band, but sat several chairs away, so we had only talked to each other a couple of times.
"Oh no!" I whispered back, horrified. I was so embarrassed. No one else had said anything to me about the way I was dressed today. I had been extra careful to pick cute clothes and I had been feeling particularly chic when I had walked in the door. Now, I was scared to get up from my chair. Had my zipper popped open on the back of my skirt? I felt like my worst nightmares were coming true. I had been having these horrible dreams that I had forgotten to put my skirt on before I left my house, or that I went to school in my pajamas, or worse, naked! The dreams were awful and now I was getting a panicky feeling that somehow I had forgotten to put on some essential article of clothing.
I put my instrument case on the floor under my chair, and eased forward till I could lay my flute across chair behind me. I could feel the redness in my cheeks, and refused to look at Brent. I stood up and quickly pulled down on the bottom of my shirt. Hopefully, if my zipper was unzipped, my shirt would cover it.
I raced toward the bathroom, hearing Brent snicker behind me. "That boy!" I thought. I didn't even know him very well, and having an acquaintance point out something wrong with my clothing was too embarrassing for words.
I wished I could remember what epidermis meant. I knew that I had heard that word before somewhere, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember where.
I was busily inspecting myself in the mirror when my best friend Lisa walked into the bathroom. “Lisa, I am so glad that you are here. Brent told me that there is something wrong with my clothes and I don’t know what it is. I can’t see anything wrong!”
Lisa looked me up and down and agreed that she didn’t see anything amiss either. “What exactly did he say to you anyway?” she asked.
“As soon as I sat down in my chair, he was like ‘Mandy, your epidermis is showing!” I replied indignantly.
Much to my chagrin, Lisa burst into laughter. I looked at her, almost in tears. I couldn’t believe that she was laughing at me! With friends like her, who needed enemies?!
When she could finally talk again, Lisa informed me that my outfit was cute and that there was absolutely nothing wrong with it. She could hardly contain herself as she breathlessly informed me that my epidermis indeed was showing. As I began to panic again, she swiftly told me that my epidermis was my skin.
I finally saw the humor in the situation, and Lisa and I had a good laugh before leaving the bathroom. Class was beginning and we hurried to our chairs. I refused to allow Brent another laugh at my expense, and reached my chair without even casting a glance in his direction.
Partway through class however, my sense of humor got the best of me, and I quickly found some scrap paper and scribbled a note. “Brent,” it read, “you got me on that one, but you better look out, because you have garments on your back!”
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