No, you go to the bathroom

You head to the bathroom. You only use the school bathrooms in the morning, before they can become filthy. After you finish your business, you loiter in the bathroom, reading graffiti to pass the time. Most of your friends are in band, and they have practice before school, so you can't talk them in the morning.

You feel boredom beginning to set in when Elizabeth walks into the bathroom. She walks over to the sink and starts to touch up her makeup. You can't help but look at her ass as she bends over a little over the sink.

She notices you staring in the mirrors, as turns around with a scowl. "Hey dyke, are you looking at my butt?" she practically shouts. You stand there, stammering. Her scowl stays for a moment before she breaks out laughing. She walks up to you, places a hand on your hip, and giggles, "I'm just messing with you. I don't have a problem with girls checking me out. I actually kind of like it."

She looks up into your eyes and slips the hand she has on your hip up your shirt. This can't be happening. She must be pulling some cruel prank, you think. You're scared to test your boundaries, but there's no one in the bathroom. If you two actually ended up doing something, no one could prove it.