Twenty-Five
Trixie
You ever have one of those days where everything goes wrong?
You wake up late, go to the bathroom and find out, whoops, you started your period overnight, you get to the office only to find out your editor has changed the piece you’re most proud of, and you get to class only to find out you have a quiz.
Yeah, this was one of those f*****g days.
To make matters worse, I spilled coffee down the front of my shirt when I was gesturing, all pissed off, and trying to get my editor to see reason.
So, now, I was walking to meet Wes, once again late, with a large brown stain on my white shirt, cramps, and a pretty shitty attitude.
Sigh.
I just wanted to go home and go to bed.
I pulled the door to the cafeteria open harder than necessary and scowled as I looked around the
