EMMA’s POV :

I pushed the stall door open and my friends were waiting on the other side. They stared at me in nervous anticipation.

“Well, what is it?” Tiff asked cautiously.

“What does it say?” Carrie followed.

“I’m…”

I couldn’t bring myself to say the words out loud. But one look at my face and my friends knew the answer. 

“Shit,” Carrie muttered under her breath.

“Let me see,” Tiff said and she took the stick from my ...