Dancing on Eggshells

Very last chapter of book: Deleted scene

Deleted scene, originally featured in 'This is the part when Celeste asks me for a favor'.

In the period before lunch, I had maths. I went into a daydream for five minutes and finally realized I needed to relieve some space and excused myself to the bathroom. I made sure to go to the bathroom near the cafeteria. I did this because it was the same bathroom I had heard Miss West and Miss Firth talking the week Celeste had taken off time because of her nausea. I had a strong feeling that the female teachers meet in that same exact bathroom at about 11:45, twenty five minutes before the bell rang, every single school day . I knew there was a chance that I might be wrong, but I decided to risk it. I went to the end stall of the then empty bathroom and began to piss as soon as I was seated on the toilet seat and the stall door  was locked and closed. I even forced a little more to come out so I had an excuse to stay in the stall. Five minutes passed and I was still forcing piss out as I waited. I planned to stay another five minutes , I just had too much faith about this idea.
I was happy I kept my faith in the idea, because Miss West and Miss Firth's voices filled the empty bathroom at 11:53. I knew this  because whilst I was waiting for the teachers to come I was playing Hungry Shark on my phone and constantly checking the time.
Yes,I know it is a stupid and meaningless game but it is entertaining for boring situations like this. I would read but my book was in my bag back in the math class, it would look awfully suspicious if I bought a book to the bathroom.
I wondered what they would talk about today. I was hoping it was about Celeste, it would be a complete waste of time if it was something else. I knew Mr Blackly-my maths teacher- was going to ask me why I took so long in the bathroom and the trip might of ended  up being completely useless.
"I use DryNights, you should really try them". Miss Firth begun.
"Ugh, those are so expensive". Miss West whined, she seems like a whiner .
"Well what do you use that is so amazing and affordable"?
"Always dry".
I figured out immediately that they were talking about tampons , I wasn't impressed at all. I decided to block out my ears for the next minute and not hear them talk about their disgusting or pristine, tampons and preyed they'd something say about Celeste that I didn't know. Yet, they went on for over a minute-lets say it was about five.
No, it wasn't about five, it was exactly five.I decided to time them I got so bored. The first minute was about what fucking tampons they use, then all the incidents they had had with their boyfriends in bed when-this is just getting too gross to put in print. At about the third minute, Miss Firth said -and I quote- :
"I was having some casual with Brian and then I just suddenly just get my period-fucking ridiculous!"
I kind of had a idea of what 'a casual' was. This was because Miss Firth didn't actually use that word to describe sex with her boyfriend, Brian. I just replaced the word so this book doesn't get a R rating or something, because then my friends wouldn't be able to read it.
Fourth minute: I heard the noises of a box (a small one) being shook around. I was panicking and fretting because I had been gone from the classroom for over ten minutes by now, it was leading onto fifteen. At this stage, I had basically just ditched class. But I don't ditch class, I'm a good student who doesn't really believe how skipping class is part of the enthralling teenage rebellion everyone obsesses about. I heard  my teachers take unknown objects from the unknown box.
Fifth minute: Smoke fills the bathroom, my teachers are smoking in the girls cafeteria bathroom. I don't understand why they can't just use the smoking area in the teacher parking lot somewhere-I know it exists, every school must have one. The smell didn't  match the scent of a cigarette being lit off though, it smelt toxic! Drugs, that was my conclusion.
My teachers were smoking some peculiar drug in a school bathroom and I knew I should of been worry about my education by then. Think about, my school employs probably the worst teachers in the entire world. If you still don't understand, I'll break it down:

English teacher-Crazy bipolar woman
Geography teacher-whiny, cynical woman who smokes peculiar drugs in the bathroom
Science teacher-neurotic, follows and looks above Geography  teacher as if she is a god, smokes peculiar drugs in the bathroom with her and talks about the time she got her period during sex.

Everyone is just crazy, utter madness is just so common, it terrifies  me to think I could always go mad. Everyone seems  to adjust to it so fast, I could be mad right now.
The women laughed as they joked, I wasn't even focusing at what stupid, mindless, dope-fueled jokes they were telling. I was just hoping they'd leave soon so I could rush back to class. My final thought was that this had been a complete waste time, I had seen things I shouldn't of seen and will probably forget about it at the end of the day. I had panic rushing around my face , I was either pale as snow or red as a tomato.
Suddenly, my attention was grabbed.
"I saw the most bizarre thing today".
I almost jumped off my seat, only to remember that I was spying and wasn't supposed to be caught. I know that you're wondering how my teachers didn't realize the bathroom had someone occupying it. Well, I was smart and created a sly and basic plan. I went to the end stall, the long stall that almost every school has. The bathroom stall everyone likes to go to because there is enough space to breathe and if you come here during lunch, you can drop your bags on the other side of the stall. The problem with going to the bathroom during lunch is that you're carrying all your bags and then there is no space to put them into the stall. You have to squish them in the stall and then battle to escape. I know I could put my bags in my locker during lunch but my bag is becoming too big to fit. I'll try and drop some of my books in my locker but my bag won't fit, it's basically overweight. With the long stall being closed as I was occupying it, anyone could know that someone was in there. So , I decided to write 'out of order' on a piece of scrap paper and taped it to the bathroom door. I was basically invisible.
"What'd you see ,Mavis"? Miss West asked, her voice completely running on the engine of dope.
A pause was followed by Miss West's question, I suddenly had a feeling that they were smoking a very strong drug. I had no idea how long they'd been doing this for but I don't understand how they hadn't been caught. I could hear that they were doing it quite causally, it was definitely not their first time.
"Celeste-Waldorf chick". Miss Firth basically laughed out.
"What'd she do this time"?
Miss Firth laughed.
"Saw her standing in the parking lot...crying".
It was true then , Violet and Winona were definitely right. I wasn't finished though, I wasn't going to zone out and wait for the dope-smokers to finish.
"Crying...she probably forget to take medication or whatever bullshit she does".
I don't think she forget to take her pills, I think she threw them done the toilet. I knew Celeste would do something like that, especially when Nate takes Alex to the park. She probably spends that time chain smoking cigarettes and finding different ways to throw away her medication and then she has to figure out the excuse she'd tell Nate when he asks where all of the pills had gone.
"No, I heard every single word".
My  ears extended and converted themselves into a microphone, ready to embrace anything I was hearing and understand it completely.
"Tell me". Miss West said, laughing afterwards as her dope-fueled engine kept on running.
"It was something about a baby-something about it not being real".
Who could Celeste possibly be telling, something like that would definitely not become the word of town. My English teacher was good at keeping secrets, probably too good at it for her own good. Wait...Miss Firth didn't say anything about Celeste talking to anyone.
"Crying and muttering to herself, almost like she was trying to get the statement to stick in her head".
Miss West sighed.
"Let's go, it'll be lunch soon". 
I heard something being chucked into the bin, probably the container that kept their dope. Their shoes began clinking on the floor and the bathroom door was opened and then closed five seconds later. I then realized I had been holding my breath and I gasped for air. I inhaled air , flushed the toilet and left.