Marisols POV:
While I was outside I was thinking. What the hell is wrong with me. I don't cry. Especially over a guy. This isn't ok. It's either Im sick or I'm on my period.

My eyes went wide and I ran to the bathroom. I got in the stall and checked.

Marisol: DAMN IT

Ok I was on my period and there was blood. A lot of it. I was wearing light jeans to. I reached in my pocket to see if my phone was in there, but there was nothing. I gotta go back to class to ask her, I thought to myself.

If you're wondering who I was gonna text, it was grace because I forgot my pads and I needed something to cover my butt.

I walked to class while having my hands over my butt. I opened the door enough to have my head through it.

Marisol: heyyy grace, umm I need you in the bathroom like now.
Grace: ok
Marisol: oh and bring your backpack
Grace: what for-
Marisol: JUST BRING YOUR BACKPACK
Grace: ok

She got her backpack and ran out the door and I was
Still looking inside.

I faced towards Mr.Iglesias.

Marisol: we'll be back

I ran with Grace to the bathroom. And when we got inside she put her backpack on the ground.

Grace: ok what happened
Marisol: I'monMyperiodAndIthinkIlikeMikey

I said it so fast that I don't think she understood me

Grace: ok say it again, but slower
Marisol: I'm on my period and I think I like Mikey

I put my head down and she looked so surprised

Grace:MIKEY OUT OF THE PEOPLE, I thought you would've liked some smart person that would be rich....BUT Mikey?
Marisol: yes i know ok, I don't know what's wrong with me, is it my period talking or something.
Grace: probably not, when did you started noticing that you might like Mikey.
Marisol: This morning
Grace: What how??!!!
Marisol: well when we sat down at our new seats, he was smiling at Mariana and laughing with her too. And I guess I started feeling sad, and just seeing that smile on his face made me realize that he always made that same smile to me. But now he's doing it to her. And when I noticed that, it kinda just broke me.
Grace: wow
Marisol: The sad thing is that he don't even like me.
Grace: why would you think that?
Marisol: because when I walked into class he rolled his eyes at me, I don't even know what I did wrong
Grace: And he didn't go after you when you walked out of class
Marisol: Exactly, What's wrong with Mikey?
Grace: I don't know Marisol

We just stood there for a couple of seconds in silence, until grace started talking again.

Grace: we'll investigate this more later, but let's get back to this problem behind here.

She said while making a hand motion to my Butt.

Marisol: yes, umm do you have a pad
Grace: yeah I do
Marisol: oh and a sweater
Grace: I don't but don't worry I'll get you one. Just put the pad on and stay here while I get you a jacket
Marisol: ok, thanks grace.

Graces POV:
I walked out of the bathroom and ran to class. I went through the door. And everyone was starring at me.

Grace: who has a sweatshirt or jacket that doesn't need it?

I looked at everyone and nobody wanted to give me theirs.

Grace: really?
Lorenzo: it's the coldest day of the year
Grace: no it's not, it's barley 65 degrees 
Walt: exactly, it's cold

I looked at Mikey and noticed that he wasn't using his.

Grace: ohhh Mikey
Mikey: nooo grace
Grace: but you're not even using it
Mikey: fine than, just give it back to me at the end of the day
Grace: ok

I got Mikey's sweatshirt and ran back into the girls bathroom.

Grace: so I got you a sweatshirt
Marisol: thanks grace

She got it and rapped it around her waist

Grace: what you doing?
Marisol: rapping it around my waist so nobody can see the blood stain, duh
Grace: I can still see it, just wear it nobody will notice while you're wearing it because it's long enough, so nobody can see it.
Marisol: grace .... that doesn't make sense but I'll just take your word on it

Marisols POV:

I pulled it over my head and it went past where my butt was.

Marisol: you can't see it right,

I said while looking in the mirror checking

Grace: yup, you can't see it
Marisol: great, now let's get back to class.

We walked out of the girls bathroom and went into class.

When we walked in everyone was starring at me.

Marisol: what?

We walked back to our new seats and sat down. And Mr. Iglesias continued with the lesson.

Graces POV:

When we walked into class I noticed a certain Hispanic boy was starring at her in aw.

Perfect 😈