Go to the bathroom

You move down the hall to the girls bathroom, stopping in front of it. You take a deep breath, feeling unusually nervous about breaking the final barrier towards full and complete womanhood.

Suddenly, Sarah pushes her way out of the room, almost slamming into you as she rushes out.

"Oh, sorry, Sarah," you apologize.

"My bad," Sarah says. "I'm sorry, do I know you?"

"Oh, sorry, I'm Jacqueline," you say. "I'm new here."

"How do you know my name?" Sarah asks quizzically.

"We have a class or two together," you say hurridly.

"You learnt my name after one or two classes?" you ask.

"Yeah, I did," you say. "I learn quick."

"Cool," Sarah says.

You move to go to the bathroom, but Sarah grabs your arm.

"Don't. A bunch of drunk assholes are in there, hiding in the stalls and groping the shit out of any girls who wander in there. I'm heading to the other bathroom, I can show you the way if you want."

You pause, wondering what to do.

"Or... you can go in there, whatever," Sarah says. "Your choice."