Returning To You

“I know them a little,” I manage to say, struggling to keep my voice calm. The girls stare at me, enraptured. “We went to school together. But they were always pretty busy with their music. And I haven’t talked to them since they left last year to go to California.”
“Wow,” Paige whispers. “That’s incredible. I can’t believe you’ve actually, like, met them in real life.”
“Why didn’t you tell us yesterday?” Karen asks.

“Duh! Isn’t it obvious?” Paige says. “She knew we would freak out.” She smiles at me. “Sorry about that, by the way. It’s just so amazing!”
“Holy shit!” Karen suddenly yells so loud she makes me jump. “You have to come with us now! You can, like, introduce us and stuff!”
“Karen, stop,” Paige says. “You’ll make her think we’re, like, using her or something.” Paige turns to me. “I swear, Daisy, it wouldn’t be like that, not at all—” She stops mid-sentence. “Daisy? What’s wrong?”
“I can’t do this,” I whisper, standing up. “I’m sorry. I… I can’t.”
“You don’t have to do any—”
But I’m already sprinting for the door, grabbing my purse on the way out. The panic has hit now, waves of it rushing over me. I know I’ll be sobbing and gasping any minute. My heart is already racing so hard that the hallway is spinning. I can’t do this, can’t be this way, not in front of them.
“Daisy!” Paige calls.
I barely hear her as I rush down the hall. All I can do is pray that my crazy brain will wait until I’m alone before it sends me over the edge.

Notes

I know it's extreme short, but I'm working on Be My Bad Boy. XD Sorry.