everyone hates you right now. they all think you pushed Regina in front of the bus and none of your friends, or the plastics, are talking to you.

tonight was the spring fling and you were forced to go by your mom whose been watching you rot in bed for days. you enter the hall to most people glaring at you so you run into the bathrooms.

Regina surprisingly walks out of one of them, jumping as you turn around to see her.

“oh hey..” she says softly, walking over to the sink.