Have you ever felt the way a room shifts, tilts into an unexplainable abyss when a person enters it? The bathroom, right at that moment, had felt the same to everyone inside. Someone was coming.
The door squealed as it shut behind the two women entering it. Clad in black, as usual, while the other was in an ice-blue tank top and a neat palazzo pants with glittery converse.
The black clad woman, Winter, spoke with her nose raised high.
"Last time I checked, you were sucking Mr Jonny deep to his balls, Darla. Or was it just a rumor? I'm sure my classmates have got proof." Winter's words sliced through the thick tension in the bathroom. Darla's nose flared, her gaze shifting to Amy. Not another word was uttered until Darla and her minions exited the bathroom with whatever dignity was le
