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I have no idea what she thought she’d do when she caught me, but I really didn’t want to find out either. She’d ruined Beck’s life and gotten me fired from my job; her evil powers sure seemed limitless.
Since speed of escape wasn’t my strong suit, I hurried up the first set of stairs I saw. They were padded with carpet and made my flight quieter, which I totally appreciated.
Once I was on the second floor, I searched for the first bathroom I found, and pushed my way inside.
My breathing was harried and heart was racing as I locked myself in a stall and sat on the toilet, fully clothed, before pulling up my phone and sending out an SOS to the group.
Good News: The plan worked beautifully. Bad News: Melody saw me and chased me to the Science building. Oh, and she called in some kind of reinforcements, I’m pretty sure. So I’m hiding out in a bathroom on the second floor for a bit.
My phone immediately buzzed with replies.
We told you to leave BEFORE the tour! That one was form Jonah. He was so concerned about my welfare, the big jerk.
Which bathroom? I’ll be there in a second.
At least Tess had my back.
Logan and I will look around for Melody.
And so did Paige. Damn, I had the most awesome best friends ever.
Beck, however, didn’t answer, which made me frown. What the heck was he doing? My life was in danger here and he was, what, out getting a slushie or something? Humph. Some boyfriend he was.
Not that I was really in danger. At least, not at the moment. I’d probably be screwed once school administration got hold of me. But whatever. It was worth it to get both Beck and his sister a little bit of justice and truth.
“Are you sure she came up here?” a familiar voice asked as the outer door to the bathroom came open, making
me lift my feet up and tuck my knees to my chin so this stall would look empty.
“Where the hell else would she go?” Melody huffed. “She’s too fat to keep running for long.”
Hey. Rude much? I scowled at the stall door, so badly wanting to snarl, I totally could’ve kept running if I’d wanted to, bitch.
I just hadn’t wanted to.
The room grew quiet. Scarily quiet. I think they’d discovered me. I could picture them dorkily outside my stall, making hand gestures to each other, indicating I was in here.
My phone shook in my hands. I was about to tell my cavalry it was too late; I’d been discovered. But at the last moment, I didn’t. I swiped into my camera mode and set it to Video. On purpose, this time.
Suddenly, the door to my stall burst open and would’ve smacked me in the legs if I hadn’t already tucked my knees up to my chin.
I screamed and dropped my phone.
In front of me, Chase the fake cowboy, lowered his boot. My mouth gaped open. Had he really just kicked my freaking bathroom stall door open?
“I could’ve actually been going pee, you know,” I charged, scowling at him.
He reached in, grabbed my arm and yanked me from the toilet. I yelped from the pain, surprised. The bastard nearly tore my arm out of its socket and I didn’t have time to catch my footing so I pretty much skidded out on my knees.
“Hey…” I tried to smack at him with my free arm to no avail.
Anger and indignation was replaced with fear when he grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, forcing me to stare into his livid eyes. “I told you to stop messing with my sister.”
Oh, God. This wasn’t playtime anymore. Shit had gotten real.
I gulped, straining against him but unable to break free.
“Tell her to stop messing with me first,” I had the gull to reply.
