the middle school bathroom

My friends and I shuffled into the bathroom door in our white dresses and clicking heels. We reapplied blush and lipstick, flipped our hair, and double checked there was no food in our teeth. This little 3 toilet, black and white tiled bathroom pretty much summed up my middle school experience. I was a regular early arriver to school and so was my best friend. Instead of sitting in the middle school commons, awkwardly sitting on the hard floor for thirty minutes, we slipped into this bathroom. We gossiped and giggled and took mirror selfies in our uniforms. Somehow, we never got caught. Every year before picture day, we would run into the bathroom and brush our hair and put on our mascara. Every day during the frigid winter, we hid inside this bathroom during our two breaks so we didn't go have to go outside. A teacher stood right outside this bathroom patrolling the hallway and making sure everyone was outside. If anyone came inside, we took our places-2 people in the stalls and 2 people washing their hands. I was always at the left sink. We definitely got caught here. On bad days, we would hide our phones in our sweaters and run to this bathroom to call our moms to pick us up. And occasionally, we would steal a donut from the teachers lounge and eat it together inside a stall, powdered sugar covering the floor. Today was our last day in this bathroom. We were finally graduating to highschool. Everyone would split off and we might never see each other again. There might be another bathroom, but it will never be the same 3 toilet, black and white tiled bathroom with powdered sugar on the floor.