For a moment, I simply stood there.
The hallway noise faded into something distant. Some students slowed just enough to see my reaction. I didn’t give them one.
My hands shook only slightly as I pulled out my phone and took a photo. I made sure the picture was clear. This would be proof, of what yet, I had no idea.
When I took the photo, I opened the locker, got my books, closed the door on the words, and walked out.
I didn’t run. I didn’t cry.
I walked straight through the front doors and out to the waiting car.
I held it together through the car park. I held it together while I got into the back of the brothers' car and the driver said good afternoon. I muttered good afternoon back.
The driver opened the back door respectfully. I slid inside and pressed the button for the privacy
