I waited for long after all the girls had left. The manager took quite a bit of coaxing to leave me alone in there... Why was she so worried about me being alone in a changing room? As soon as she left, I ran to the miniature changing room where I had left all my boy clothes. Now, I needed to get out of these stupid girly clothes. I used my hands to grab either shoulder of the dress, and tried to yank in off of me, but there was something keeping it on me! I couldn't get out of the dress by myself, and that must have been the reason the manager didn't want to leave me alone!
Out in the lobby's hall, I could hear Dylan yelling my name. I froze, he could NOT see me like this! I then relaxed, knowing Dylan wasn't dumb enough to walk into the girl's changing room... right? "COLE WHERE ARE YOU?!" Dylan said, barging right into the room. "AHHH! I'm sorry!" He screamed, seeing me, and quickly dashed back out of the room, slamming the door behind him. I chased him o