Eight- It Will Rain, (Part 2/2)

My heart was pounding so hard I heard it through my chest. My face flustered a bright red. My breathing amounted to a million miles per hour.

I turned quickly, smiling, waiting to meet Him, but there was nobody when I twirled away from Adrian.

Ignoring tears, I began to chase faint footsteps that were off in the west.

"Cari! Wait!"Adrian called, but she was long gone from me. At least forty or so yards.

 

I was determined to meet Him, now. Today. I stopped just long enough for Adrian to catch up, and find the footsteps went north. When we rounded the final corner, the place were all footsteps had ceased- we saw something terrifying.

Nothing.

Right as the lump in my through began to form, there was a sly giggle from behind us.

From.

The.

North.

Wing.

Corridor.

Women's.

Restroom.

We tiptoed closer, though scared. I told Adrian to stand guard for the janitor while I hid behind the pony wall of the girls bathroom.

 

"Play it again, Sheila." A high-pitched voice rang. This would be none other than Lana, beta in the mean girls clique of our highschool.

"Okay, okay," Sheila said. With a few clicks of phone buttons, the same, loud, booming voice erupted. Though closer, it was staticy. But you could makeout the same "Nice hair,".

"Dang Connie, you do a mean dude!" Arizona, the only African American in the mean girl's clique complimented.

They played it again, and again, and again. They were playing it long after I was out in the baseball field, crying.

 

"Hey, are you okay?" A male voice said behind me, I turned around, to see a shaggy balck haired lanky boy standing there, my age. I had seen him in the halls, but never had I talked to him.

"Yeah," I layed back onto the dirt, "I'm Babylon."

"Nice to meet you Babylon- I'm Mitchel."

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Yay !!! they meet they meet.