Rennie
My palms became sweaty and I felt my face burn. It was bright red, I knew it.
"I...I...." I shivered. "Sorry,"
I pushed open her door then ran down the hall, the tears falling thick and fast. I wondered briefly if she would come after me. Maybe she would. Or maybe she wouldn't - maybe she thought I was crazy. Breaking down just over what....happened. But still.
I ran into the bathroom then locked myself in a cubicle. I sunk to the floor, unable to see. My heart was hammering, petrified by the prospect of letting others in. My head swam through everything I was thinking.
I heard the door open.
"Rennie?"
Oh, crap. I wiped my eyes and pushed open the cubicle door.
