ELEVEN

NORA

“What’s going on here?”

I took a deep breath, upon Lucan’s return, Then I got up from my seat, and Lucan followed me out of the cafeteria. I didn't want to look at Jordan, but I couldn't help it. As we walked past him, I caught his eye. For a moment, I saw something like regret in his expression, and then it was gone. I turned away, and we kept walking. Even though I was still upset with him, I couldn't help but feel a little grateful that he had stepped in.

I excused myself and headed to the bathroom to clean up. As I ran the water over my hands, I looked at myself in the mirror.

I was a mess - my hair was disheveled, and I had milk all over my shirt. I rolled up my sleeves and splashed water on my face, trying to calm myself. I took a few deep breaths, and then I started to wash the milk off of my shirt.

As I scrubbed, I couldn't help but think about what had just happened. Angry at myself for not standing up for myself before Jordan could, but I also felt a little bit of sym