Cacey is in Pinch

T-12 Days to Incident

#Cacey’s Class

Cacey was sitting at her desk. Both of her hands were inside her school bag, touching the gym dress that the mysterious boy gave her.

“Ah! I couldn’t do anything at all. I could neither find the boy nor ask that boy’s name. What a shame! He tried to help me in this situation, and I couldn’t even ask him his name.”

Cacey felt so embarrassed. She hated herself.

“How irresponsible and selfish can you be, Cacey? Shame on you!”

She looked at the cloth through the opening of her bag. The initials were visible.

“What could they mean? T.B?” She kept thinking. “One thing is for sure: the boy is not from my class; otherwise, I would have known the name from the roll call.”

She tried to storm through her memory. “He said, he was paying back my favor to him. Who did I ever favor? Ah! This is getting really frustrating. How would I even look for him?”