Ivy is too busy getting away from further conversation with the girls in the bathroom to realize that there is anyone else in the hallway and runs into a mid-aged indian man.

"No running in the hallways, young lady!"

"I'm so sorry!" She says with wide eyes.

The man squints his eyes and bushy eyebrows for a moment before saying, "Are you our new student that just moved here?"

'How would he know that? Oh, he must be the principal...'

"Yes, sir. Ivy Harper."

He shakes her hand and answers, "Principal Figgins. Say, I didn't see you at all today. Didn't you know you were to come by the office to collect your map of the school?"

'Well that could've been helpful!'

"No, sir I didn't."

He answers, "Ah, well I'm sure you know your way around by now. Are you enjoying your classes?"

'Crap.'

Not wanting to explain why she was sleeping on the bathroom floor all day instead of attending class, she fibs, "Yes, very much."

He answers, satisfied but looking at his watch, "That's nice. I have a meeting right now so I must be going. Have a good afternoon!"

He leaves and Ivy breathes a sigh of relief and walks down the maze of hallway, trying to remember which way she came in. She checks her cell phone quickly and sees that she has an hour and a half until she has to be at dance class.

'Perfect time to find my classes and explore the school when there is barely anyone here.'

She slips her phone in her pocket, fishes her class schedule out of her bag and starts off down the empty hallway.

She succesfully finds her algebra and spanish classrooms and heads to find the library.

'Geez, I haven't even seen the cafeteria.'

Just as she thinks this she walks through a set of swinging doors leading into the cafeteria.

She stops to grab a pen out of her bag and jots down something on her schedule, 'When coming from spanish class turn down first hallway on left to get to cafeteria'. She throws her pen back into her bag and quickly scans her surroundings.

The cafeteria is only lit by the sunlight streaming in from the windows and the floors look freshly mopped. However the whole room said 'rundown, smelly hospital cafe' and it smelt of day old roast beef and pine sol.

She's scanning a nearby trophy case when a woman's voice rings out, "Can I help you sweetheart?".

Ivy jerks her head to see a woman walking towards her. The overweight woman is wearing an apron, hairnet and a sweet smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. I was just exploring the school..."

At the look of confusion on the woman's face she says, "I'm new here."

The woman's smile returns to her face and she answers, "Oh! Really? I didn't see you at lunch!"

'Dang it.'

Ivy musters up a quick answer, "I skipped... I didn't know where the cafeteria was."

'That wasn't a complete lie... Actually it's the truth.'

The woman's face quickly turns horrified, "Sweetie, you must be starving! Follow me, I have a couple of leftover burgers and I would be more than happy to heat you up one!"

By the smell of the room Ivy did not want to know what those burgers tasted like but she couldn't say no to the woman's kindness, "Thank you!"

The woman simply smiles and Ivy follows her into the kitchen.

"Make yourself at home!" The woman tells her as she goes over to a stack of plastic containers covered in foil. Ivy sits at one of the two old bar stools sitting at a nearby counter. While she's waiting she slips her phone out of her pocket to check the time and sees that she still has just over an hour until dance class.

"Here's some ketchup, honey and here's your hamburger." The woman says placing a paper plate in front of Ivy.

"Thank you!"

'I didn't realize I was so hungry. That's definitely a frozen patty and I do not care.'

The woman opens her mouth to reply when in walks a brunette girl whom Ivy immediately recognizes as one of the girls from the bathroom, Marley.

"Hey, mom I just need to grab my bag. I'm almost late." she says to the woman and picks up a bookbag from a table in the corner.

She turns around and notices Ivy, "Hey! You're the girl from the bathroom! Ivy, wasn't it?"

Before she can answer, the woman pipes up, "So you've met? I'm sorry, I just realized that I didn't even introduce myself! I'm Millie Rose, this is my daughter Marley which I guess you know already."

'Couldn't her name be something else? Katie, Gertrude... Anything but Marley'

Ivy tries her best to push these thoughts away and answers, "Nice to meet you."

They both smile at her for a moment until Marley says that she has to leave and hurries off. Ivy soon finishes her burger and thanks Millie once again for it.

"I should probably be going. Thank you again for the burger." Ivy says before heading for the door.

A few hallways later Ivy has no idea where she is once again. '

Ugh! I thought I had all this figured out!'

She hears speaking coming from a room just to her right and decides to go inside and see if anyone can help her find her way out.

'But, wait. What if they're like that woman was this morning? I don't need that again. But that Millie woman was nice...'

She already has the door opened a crack with her ear to the door, trying to decide whether or not to enter. She is about to knock when she hears the people inside begin to raise their voices.

'Ok, maybe not...'

She turns to leave but just as she does she trips over her own feet and the next thing she knows she's laying face-down halfway inside the room with three people standing over her.

She jumps up as quickly as she fell down and tries to muster up something to say, "Um... I..." she continues to stutter like she usually does when she's nervous.

"Spit it out, stutter!" a voice yells at her that makes her want to cry.

'The woman from earlier.'

"Sue, lay off!" the man standing with curly hair standing next to her says.

"What are you doing here Miss Harper?" Principal Figgins asks her.

She realizes that this is the principal's office and her eyes widen.

"I'm v-v-ery s-s-orry... I didn't m-m-ean t-t-o... I... w-w-as just... Sorry." Is all Ivy gets out before running out the door.

She has made it down two more hallways and stops to take a breather, wiping the tears from her eyes and notices where she is.

'The front doors! Yes!'

She runs the rest of the way out and doesn't stop until she is sitting in her truck.

'Way to make an impression, Ivy. Great job!'

She carefully wipes her eyes with a tissue and asseses her face in the mirror. Her mascara is smudged down her temples, her nose looks like Rudolph's, her eyes look like they belong to a druggy, her hat is falling off and her hair is a tangled mess. She fixes herself as well as she can and checks the time on her phone. She has thirty more minutes until she needs to be in dance class.

'Only thirty more minutes to go and then... freedom!'

She decides to wait it out in the parking lot a few more minutes since there aren't many cars left and takes a book from her bag to pass the time with. It's one of her favorite books: Dracula.

About ten minutes pass when she realizes that she hasn't changed into her dance clothes yet.

'I am not going back into that school. I'll just change here...'

She takes her clothes out of her dance bag and scans the parking lot for any people. She deems it clear and begins changing.

She's halfway done when she hears a voice.

'Crap!'

She looks out her driver's side window to see two guys walking. They act as if they might turn and head for the school but then they turn back to their original course. They're headed for the car parked right beside her.

'Why didn't I notice that before now?!'

She grabs her sweats from the seat, ducks down as much as she can and pulls them on. She peeks up from her spot and sees that they are even closer. She grabs her shirt to throw it on but notices it isn't in her seat like it was before.

'NO! No, No, No! Where is it?!'

She looks through the clothes sitting in the passenger seat as quickly as she can, throwing things everywhere. This catches the boys' attention. She ducks down again and searches the floor for the lost shirt.

'Fudge! No! Where's the other shirt? I need something! They're getting closer and I don't need people seeing me in my bra!'

She finally sees the shirt peeking out from her bag and grabs it, holding it up in victory. It isn't until she notices the two boys staring at her, only feet away from her truck, that she realizes she still doesn't have her shirt on. She recognizes the first boy instantly. He's the one that she ran into this morning in the hallway.

Reality finally catches back up to her and she throws the shirt on. She cranks her truck, puts it in gear and speeds off without looking back.