The door slammed against the wall and I shrank back on the toilet, pulling my knees to my chest. I'm in the abandoned bathroom; the one no one uses anymore. As soon as the gagging starts, I know exactly who it is. Sage. She's in the stall next to me and I assume she's much too busy to be paying attention to the world around her. I crawl up on the toilet and pull my phone out. You can't accuse someone of something without a little evidence. I snap multiple pictures of her barfing. 

Sage moans and I hear her start to sob. I pull my phone back to my chest and sit, keeping my feet out of sight. 

This was how I found out she had bulimia. I was sitting in this exact stall writing when I found out her biggest secret. Well. What she did to Bishop was a close call. 

I hold in laughter and wait for Sage to finish. 

At last, she leaves, and I let out a breathy laugh. She was going to be ruined. How great it is that she started this huge mess. Bitch. She deserves what I'm going to do. Karma wants me to do this for her. And everybody knows karma is a bitch. 

They'll all be crying when I'm done.