Spending the afternoon deliberating on how messed up her head was right now seemed tempting, but instead she opted to head off to work. Andrea was sympathetic and she managed to assist with the organization of a fundraising ball in a weeks’ time. The school needed some new sports equipment, and with her first dance class tomorrow, she wanted to do what she could for her department. Her knee would certainly make things interesting, but she hoped the bruising would have subsided somewhat, and she could focus on something other than her nonsensical crush.
Three pm came around quickly, and eager to get home, she grabbed her jacket and keys and fantasized about scoffing a family sized meat feast pizza. Walking out into the hallway, she stopped dead in her tracks, whilst trying to figure out
