Malia had made it through most of her morning with just some minor setbacks. For starters she now sported an amazingly bright clunky bandage on her hand from her brush with Cassidy this morning that caused her to cut her hand on the wall. Now she also had two stubbed toes and she was pretty sure that she had a smashed pointer and index finger to boot.
She was just waiting for the day to end already so that she could go home and hide under the covers in her little sanctuary and pretend that today didn’t happen. Who knows, maybe she would wake up in the morning to find this had all been a bad dream and she was still snuggled up close with Mason. That thought warmed her down to her toes and started to put a smile on her face before her shoulder was bashed
