Chapter 7September 24th
“Let’s go to the bathroom.”
Abby took me by the arm and steered me away from the small group I’d been on the edge of, wavering between being part of the conversation and outside of it. Sasha waved us off and continued to talk animatedly with two boys in our English class. He was sweet on one of them, but he wouldn’t tell me which.
“I don’t like public restrooms, actually,” I said, but she steered me straight into the ladies’ room at the end of the hall. It was brightly lit, with cream and pink ceramic tiles over the floor and creeping up the walls to waist height. Abby bent herself in half and walked across the row of stalls, checking for feet. It was empty.
Abby straightened her back and then corrected the fall of her loose shirt, which had gaped open at the fr
