Pubescent boys. There is my trouble, full stop. If it weren't for Thomas O'Morley I wouldn't be in the pickle I'm in now. Well, if it wasn't for the whole school being a whirlpool of self doubt, anxiety, acne and pit stains, I wouldn't be in this pickle. I wouldn't be known as spray paint, the girl who got her period and sprayed it all over the classroom chair. Those blasted school skirts.