Tiffany snorted.
“Are you serious?” She asked.
“Of course I’m serious!” Jon nearly yelled, growing frustrated with the conversation. The few students who had started to arrive at their lockers and get ready for the day paused what they were doing and started to watch.
“Don’t you think that it’s weird that you’re not wearing a bra?” Jon asked.
“Why would I need to wear a bra?”
“Um, because you’re a girl and girls need them to support their breast?” Jon tried.
Tiffany seemed to pause for a moment as a look of realisation appeared on her face but then, she blinked and shook her head.
“If anyone should be wearing a bra Jon, it’s you.” Jon looked at her in disbelief. Somehow, Tiffany had managed to rationalise why she wasn’t wearing a bra and was now questioning Jon on his lack of said bra.
“You’re crazy Jon.” She stated flatly. Jon sighed. It appeared that he wasn’t going to get through to her and so, in a huff, he stormed off to where his new locker was to grab his books but not before rumours started to spread that Jon wasn’t wearing a bra…
