"Have you got a new job?" I asked her, which made her fume instantly.
"What?" she replied.
"I’m only asking because you’re always here. I thought perhaps Dr Simms gave you a cleaning job or something, because you are so good at everything, Zoe," I said while placing my bag and belongings into my locker. As I glanced at her, she looked like a furious she-wolf ready to confront me, but just before she could take a step toward me, her pager went off.
She checked it, and I was pleased to see her hands shaking, likely from anger. Then she put the pager in her pocket and rushed out of the changing room.
I sighed and quickly changed. I had seen her a few times, but it seemed she didn’t want to be near me. In fact, she even left the canteen whenever I walked in. I found her behaviour intrigui
