The Girl's Bathroom

-three-

Druella stared, looking absolutely pissed. I saw her walk forward, but I strutted straight out of the Great Hall, flipping her off over my shoulder. I heard footsteps behind me when I got to an isolated, unfamiliar corridor. I paused, turned my head and saw Tom. 

Oh shit.

He stormed further towards me until he was so close I could feel his body slightly pressed up against me. "What? Think that show was fucking funny? It wasn't. You absolute-" he yelled. I cut him off, by saying, "Well I didn't fucking do anything with you, I'm just sticking up for myself. You know, life is shit. Fucking better add some kind of drama, or spice," I rolled my eyes, trying to shove past him.

He rolled his tongue around the inside of his mouth angrily, and pushed me back against the wall. I didn't look away, just pierced back into his eyes that bore into mine. His breath fanned on my face, and his cologne prickled my nostrils. His arms pressed against the wall right next to the sides of my hair, trapping me slightly. Anxiety built up inside of me, and I was suddenly nervous and worried. His expression wasn't angry anymore; now filled with emptiness and nothing. I didn't get it, how did he manage to not mask an emotion so easily? It's fucking hard, that's all I mean. Like, surely he has to feel something; affection, pain, anger, sadness, happiness. He can't just feel nothing, it surely isn't possible!

His eyes hovered down to my lips, but then immediately looked away. He sighed in anger, then went right back to being dull with no emotion. He released his hands, and stormed down the corridor. I realised my legs were shaking, and so were my hands. My breath was hoarse, and it hitched in my throat. I spluttered, dropping to the floor. As my eyes slowly closed, I looked onto my arm where I had coughed. To my shock, there was a poisonous substance, that only dark wizards would know of. My eyes fluttered closed fully, and everything was silent, and black, and dark.

1 week later, I woke up. The light beamed down, and I squinted. As the sun's shining, bright light adjusted into my vision, I looked around. I was in the Hospital Wing. My friend group was there, along with some other girl I didn't know. I scowled at her, and turned to the girls. They all opened their mouth, but only Katherine spoke, "Look, we're SO sorry. Like, totally sorry. You can be back in my friend group. Tom confirmed it was fake, for some reason. Almost like he gave a shit. Then, he said he never even went out with Druella, so it wouldn't matter what he did with girls, anyways what you did in the hall was badass!" she laughed.

We all chuckled along with her, then Madame Pomfrey ran in. "Oh, move out of the way, everyone. Oh, poor dear. What happened? Doesn't matter. You've been out a week! It was a very, very dark magic. You should be fine to leave now, but if you need anything, or feel any sort of sickness, come straight to me," she said. She was talking to my friends at first, then me.

I got up, steadied myself, and walked out, my clique chatting with each other, and asking me certain questions. As I walked down the corridors, multiple glances came my way. The only one that caught my eye was Tom's. He looked shocked, but covered it up with his usual, boring, cold look. He turned back to one of his friends. I felt overwhelmed, why would he be shocked. My memory was cloudy, and I tried remembering what happened that day. Nothing came to me, the last thing I remember from that day is hearing footsteps behind me in the corridor, that was fully it.

My friends began speaking, but it was blocked out. I felt my heart pounding, and my body shaking. I was becoming hot and sweaty, and I felt like I needed to throw up. I turned to my friends, and ran all the way to the girl's bathroom. I opened a cubicle, and threw up. Tears steamed over my eyes like glass. Tears dripped down my face, and a choked sob escaped my lips. I heard a few sobs that sounded just like mine, and I recognised it: Myrtle. I didn't have time, so I ran out, not caring about stares I was receiving as I ran back to my dorm. Aria ran after me, and I collapsed onto my bed.

"Sybil, Sybil come on talk to me. You might not think I'm a good friend because I used to hang around with losers, but come on, please," she said sympathetically.

I looked up at her, and a wide grin grew on my face, "What did I do to deserve you," I sobbed, throwing myself into her arms. She hugged back, and I rested my head on her shoulder. She pulled away, then she did something extremely shocking. She leaned forward and pressed her lips onto mine. Her sweet, lemon scent flared up my nostrils, and her mint breath mixed with mine. I didn't know what to do; I had only kissed guys. I kissed back, but then pulled away, "Wait, I-I don't know who I'm into. Guys, girls, or both? I don't know. I need to think," I said to her. She looked hurt, but then smiled, "I can wait," she muttered, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

I wiped my tears, and realised the door was luckily closed. I sighed, and stared directly at her, she turned away, but then turned back. She placed a kiss on my cheek, then left. I fell back onto my bed, and fell asleep, tired. I had a dream, where Tom trapped me against a wall, and looked like he wanted to kiss me. A lot more happened, and I woke up, sweating. Somehow, it was morning, I had slept all the way through.

{A/N: Do you want to go out with Aria? It won't be forever, just a short while :)}