Chapter 59

"Hey Miranda," Sandra greets as Miranda walks past us where we are seated at the foot of the stairs without a glance and just walks straight ahead. We stare after her as she walks to her locker, opens it, slams it shut, hits it and walks back to us.

"Hey," she says.

"Uh, are you okay?" I ask.

"Of course! Do I look like I'm not okay?"

"Kinda?"

"I knew I should've worn makeup today."

"It's not about your makeup free face, it's about how stressed you seem, and the little fight you had with your locker."

"Oh that, I was just looking for something and couldn't find it so I got upset."

"You didn't even search your locker."

"Right," she says and bites her lip.

"Just tell us what's wrong."

She sighs and sits in between Sandra and I as we create space for her. "It's Derek," she says.

"What did he do to you? If he hurt you we might have to pay him an unfriendly visit," Olive says from behind us.

"Do you really think