As expected, this morning Kimberly didn't show up at school. How could I blame her?
In class, everyone talks about nothing but the words of that old bastard of a priest and the breakdown she had after his insults, crying in front of the whole world. Only Naomi — by far the most intelligent and sensitive among them — hasn't said a single word about it.
More than once I was a hair's breadth away from breaking a few noses, but if I'd done that, I would've definitely been expelled, and that's really not the kind of news Veronica would want to receive while she's in Japan for work.
Either way, I can't let Kimberly face all this alone, so as soon as classes end, I head straight to her place.
I've only been there once, when she gave me back the money for the dress, but I still remember exactly where it is. I tried calling her several times to let her know I was coming, but she neither answered nor called back. And yeah… in situations like this, it's normal to start worrying, right?
