-Sara's POV-
I quickly washed my hands in the bathroom when the door opened. Turning my head to look at who it was, I met the brown doe eyes of Malia. As soon as she met my look, her face twisted into a look of annoyance while walking past the sink and into a toilet stall. I rolled my eyes, glaring at her as she dodged my attempt to bump her shoulder.
When she locked the bathroom stall, I continued doing my eyeliner, focusing on the natural glow my skin emitted under the bathroom light. Suddenly, the door swung open again and in came three girls wearing short skirts and tight white blouses paired with a black tie.
One girl connected her eyes with mine before I looked away, minding my business and sharpening the wing of my thick winged liner. I felt their presence walking towards me and soon they came into my vision, standing next to me to fix their hair and makeup.
