No.
I knew what she was going to do in the back of my mind, but time turned off for me. It slowed. She was starting for me.
It didn’t matter.
An eerie calm came over me.
This was my make-up time. I was getting a second chance.
I wouldn’t be a victim this time. She was giving me that opportunity. She didn’t sneak up behind me. She was coming at me from the front.
I could fight back this time.
I would fight back. I felt the need to do this rising up in me.
“Hey!”
I stopped.
Time snapped back to reality.
That was Casey’s voice.
Phoebe stopped also, turning around. Both of my roommates were running toward us. They were in their pajamas. Kristina had grabbed a robe, but it flopped open, flying behind her like a cape.
Casey had a perpetual scowl on her face. She pointed at us. “What
