Ashley Kerwin had one of those feelings again.
Well, technically it wasn't really a feeling... more like an urge.
...an urge to go to the bathroom.
She could see the teacher wouldn't oblige to give her the light of day -- she had, after all, been the "bad seed" of the class this semester -- and she had to go. Really bad.
Well if that bitch has a problem with it she can take it up with my bladder, Ashley thought, smirking.
On her way down the empty hallway, Ashley reflected on her recent thoughts. She had changed a great deal this year, and even her own mental notes were beginning to reflect it. Although her "metamorphosis" hadn't nessacerily been a bad one, it did have its negative effects... such as her current mental state. She had noticed, over time, that she was progressively becoming more assertive, outspoken, and possibly angrier towards the people she was closest to.
How strange, she thought, to become the type of person whom you've hated all your life, and then end up abhoring the 'old you.' I mean, if...
Ashley immediately lost her train of thought as she stepped into the bathroom.