The laughter of the others surrounds us, but a sudden urgency interrupts my farewell.
"Hold on a sec, I need to hit the restroom," I told him, feeling an urgent need.
Dylan nods without further ado, and I head towards the restrooms, following the sign indicating their location on the ground floor. I walk briskly, but just before I arrive, someone suddenly steps into my path, unexpectedly bumping into me.
"Sorry! I apologize," the woman says hastily, turning around.
And then I recognized her.
Blake's mocking eyes meet mine with that infuriating spark of superiority. My first reaction is to contain the irritation that flares up inside me. I won't give her the satisfaction of upsetting me.
"Well, well! If it isn't little princess Michelle," she says with feigned surprise, looking me up
