Confession #4: Karma loved to f**k with me, or maybe I just brought it all on myself.
So, you know when you convince yourself it’s best to stay away from something for your own safety, and then, bam, karma’s like, Ha! Yeah, right?
Well, that’s what happened to me.
I saw Glowing Girl every time I turned around that day. I kid you not. It was aggravating as hell.
As soon as I exited the bathroom, there she was, walking down the hall with Eva and studying a sheet of paper in her hand as Mercer rattled on about something next to her. I jarred to a stop so fast the closing bathroom door swatted me in the ass.
But neither girl noticed, especially when Glowing Girl ran smack into a carpet-covered support beam in the middle of the hall.
“Oww,” she muttered dryly and clutched her nose as she
