Rowena's~~~~~
Three days passed.
I stopped sleeping in the same room with Cindy. Staying away from her felt like the only way to breathe again. We still saw each other in class, sat a few rows apart... but we never spoke. Not even a glance.
I stood in front of the mirror, inspecting myself. I wore a plain fitted T-shirt and a pair of shorts that barely reached mid-thigh. I wanted to dress simple today—keep things low.
"What are you wearing?" Cassie's voice came from behind me.
She had let me crash in her room even though we weren’t exactly close. Our “non-friendship” was more like an arrangement of convenience. Still, she hadn't kicked me out.
"I’m dressing simple. Is that a problem?" I asked, turning slightly.
"Simple?" Cassie scoffed. "Girl, your shorts are fighting for their life
