Savannah rushed into a bathroom stall.
"Savannah," said Dallas. "Are you ok? What's up with you?"
"Nothing. I'm fine," said Savannah from behind a stall door. Savannah felt like she was going to puke.
"I'm gonna stay in here until you come out," said Dallas.
Come out. Haha no pun intended. Thought Savannah to herself. "Ok, I guess I'll come out then." She stayed in the stall.
"Great. Let's go back to lunch." Dallas began to open the bathroom door.
"I kissed Abigail."
It was silent.
Then Dallas started chuckling. "You're clever, Sav. Come on now. Open the door."
Slowly, Savannah opened the door. Her face was red like she had been crying.
Dallas rushed to her and gave her a long, much needed hug. "It's ok." Dallas got a paper towel damp and dabbed Savannah's face. "Cold water makes your face less red."
Savannah was sitting on the counter. "Thank you," she said quietly.
Dallas nodded.
•••
Henry walked into the lounge room and locked eyes with Dallas and Savannah.
"What the hell? Where'd you guys go?" asked Henry.
"Sorry. Important shit went down in the bathroom. You missed it," said Dallas.
"What?" said Henry. He was annoyed.
"I kissed Abigail," said Savannah.
"Oh. Ok. No judging. It doesn't make a difference to me, Savannah. In fact, lesbians are cool," said Henry. "I love lesbians."
Dallas's face contorted into an expressions of puzzlement and disgust.
"Ugh, you are a pervert, Henry," said Dallas.
Henry took a moment to process what he said and then said "Oh, shit, no I didn't mean like...I didn't...I just meant that I still see you the same Savannah. I don't mean..."
Savannah smiled and laughed. "No, it's ok Henry. I get it."
Henry and Savannah high fived and then they played a round of Bullshit (the card game).
YOU ARE READING
Pointe Shoes, Pen Ink, and Rosin
Teen FictionThree students meeting at a school for the arts. They connect and build a friendship stronger than anyone would have ever imagined. A ballet dancer A cello player And a writer.
