"I... I'm sorry. I swear, I didn't know.." Olivia says quickly.
I stand up, grab my bag, and walk away. I'm not mad at Olivia. I'm mad at myself. I should have told Sarah what was up. Olivia doesn't follow me and for that I'm grateful. I don't exactly want to talk right now. I hurry into the bathroom. When I walk in, two s'mores (sophomores) are sitting on the bathroom counter. Their giggling quickly stops, but once they realize I'm no harm, they go back to talking. I rush into a stall and sit on top of the toilet. I try to slow my breathing.
Sarah and I were falling apart.
And I didn't know how to stop it.