The next day at school she wandered aimlessly through the halls. It was 4th period and she'd asked to go to the bathroom, planning to stay gone. She slid her pinky on the rough bumpy ridges on the walls. It tickled and it was amusing while she thought about things as she skipped to the bathroom. She was in a good mood that day. She wasn't bothered, her mom actually kissed her goodbye and didn't have a ciggarette or a beer in her hand, the weather was cool, the fridge was full, she was happy.
This was the best day she'd had in about a month. She smiled as she came to the bathroom. She opened the door and hopped inside. She set her hall pass on the floor and went into a stall. She didn't have to go, but there was a teacher in there and she didn't want to get into trouble.
She stood there boredly waiting for the teacher to go away. Since she was there she turned to examine the writing on the stall wall.
The one was written with smudged rasberry colored lipstick. It said: Inuyasha's the hottest and he's mine.
She'd seen those before, no surprise.
Another was in pencil: 'Sango dresses like Jalo!'
Another in red pen: 'kikyo is such an idiot tattletale, i'd kill her if there were no laws. i might anyway. love your baby girl, Gigi'
That one was crossed out and attempted to be scribbled over, but it was bold and juicy so everyone could still see it and be able to read it without struggle.
The last one that wasn't erased or scribbled over was pretty long: 'anyone know this girl who doesn't talk? She thinks she owns this place, skipping classes and crap. She sits in her own seat on the bus like she owns the thing! She should like, share or something. and also, inuyasha is MINE! She needs to back off cuz----'
The rest was smudged and erased off. She glared at it and licked her palm and started to rub it off. It was still there, but she was satisfied that it couldn't be read. She grabbed her hall pass and stormed out of the bathroom.