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Sniffling, I rummaged around in my bag aimlessly, my fingers hovering over the plastic bag that contained Johnny’s jacket. Pulling the jacket out of the plastic bag, I quickly stuffed my tights and underwear inside the bag and buried them at the bottom of my schoolbag.
Letting myself out of the stall, I shuffled over to the sink, dropped my schoolbag and the jacket on the floor, and scrubbed my hands raw with a profligate amount of soap, unable to stop the stupid tears dripping down my cheeks.
“Are you okay?” a female voice asked, startling me.
Sniffling, I turned to see a girl in a matching uniform step out of the toilet cubicle at the end of the bathroom—the one with the out-of-order sign. A thick cloud of smoke wafted around her, undetected by the unassembled smoke alarm on the ceiling. I had been so caught up in my personal breakdown that I didn’t realize there was anyone else in here.
“I’m sorry,” I mumbled. “I didn’t know anyone else was in here.”
“It’s still pelting down outside,” she announced, shaking a cigarette box in front of her. “I didn’t fancy standing outside in the rain for a smoke.”
My uniform was the only thing I had in common with the girl standing in front of me.
She was much older than me—and much more beautiful. Her black hair was cut in one of those classy bob-style haircuts that all the celebrities were currently sporting, and her face was flawless. She was tall and had a killer hourglass figure with huge boobs bulging against the fabric of her navy jumper.
She walked over to where I was standing and leaned against the sink next to mine.
“Why were you crying?”
“Oh, I’m okay,” I quickly deflected. “It was nothing.”
“It didn’t sound like nothing,” she mused, light blue eyes locked on mine. “You were bawling like a baby in there.”
I shrugged, feeling my face flame with embarrassment.
“Bad day?”
More like bad life…
I exhaled heavily. “You could say that.”
“I’ve had a few of those,” she replied.
I doubted it. She looked too perfect to have seen a bad day in her life.
She tilted her head to one side, studying my face. “You’re the new girl.”
I nodded.
“From the public school?”
My heart sank. Fear prickled across my skin. But I managed to nod and remain impassive.
“What’s your name again?”
“Um, it’s Shannon,” I replied, voice small. “Shannon Lynch.”
“Shannon.” Recognition flashed in her eyes, and I wasn’t sure I liked it.
Feeling uncomfortable, I stepped around her and moved for the heater and gave my hands a three-second dry-off before reaching for my stuff.
“I’m Bella,” she announced, pushing off the sink. “And that”—she snatched the jacket out of my hands—“does not belong to you.”
My heart dropped into my ass.
“How did you get this?” she asked. Her tone was still light but her expression was thunderous. “Did Johnny give it to you?”
“Oh, no, I’m sorry,” I replied lamely, adjusting my schoolbag onto my shoulders. “I must have grabbed it off the coatrack by mistake.”
