Lunch incident 2

I ran out of the cafeteria straight to the girl's washroom. When I got there, I went into one of the stalls and slammed the door shut. I was crying there like a moron, until I heard someone entering the bathroom. I tried to quiet myself down, but failed. I didn't want the person who had entered to see me, so I tried to cover my face with my hair and leave, but as I reached for the knob on the stall, a boy's voiced asked if I was okay. Suddenly, I wondered if I had accidentally entered the boy's washroom, but quickly remembered there not being any urinals when I came rushing in. In a low voice I asked: "why are you in the girl's washroom?" "I saw what happened in the cafeteria and came in here to see if you were okay." Said the boy. "No, I'm not okay." I replied. "I'm soaking wet and sticky from milk." I replied, in a sarcastic tone. With a slight chuckle he said: "ah, yes, I guess that was kind of an obvious question." "Yep." I say.