Blossom's POV
After doing my business, I had a sight pain in my stomach as I made my way to the sink to wash my hands.
"That was ugly back there." A voice spoke. I turned and saw Sophia.
"Oh hey. Yes. It really was." I turned on the tap, wet my hands and caught soap from the dispenser. I washed off my hands and toweled them off.
"To make it here this senior year, you should know a few things around here. Come on, I'll show you." She ushered me out the bathroom and we walked back into the cafeteria and I sat down with her and another girl.
"This is Nina. Nina, meet Blossom. She's new and she's from Africa." Sophia introduced.
"Really, which country in Africa?" Nina asked.
"Ghana." I answered.