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    Rosa coughed, and held her stomach with both hands. She didn't realize who helped her up til now, her eyes went wide. "W-Why did you help me?" she asked, her voice quiet and shy again.

    "Because you needed help" he said with a smile and he slightly chuckled. "Never had anyone do something nice for you?" he asked.
    (night everyone)

    Dave at first was lost in pain, depression, sadness, mostly all bad emotions. He then noticed the face of the girl from his class from before but didn't keep eye contact with her. "Yeah, my fist is bleeding, tears are coming from my eyes, i'm shaking like a scared child. I'm doing fantastic." He kind of snarled at her due to the fact of her yelling at him before, but something inside of him made him feel bad. He then looked up at her, tears mixing with blood on the floor and then he felt the pain of his loss once more go through him and he burst into shaking once more and took his bloodied fist and went to slam it into the lockers again.

    Rosa stared at Anthony. "No one has ever noticed me, til you made a big deal about me leaving" she muttered. "So obviously no one has ever done anything nice for me"

    Anthony looked at her face, hair, everything and found that she was actually kind of, dare he say, pretty. Most girls were all over him all day but he couldn't recall ever seeing her in one of the groups that would follow him around. "You do blend in quite well but there is something about you that should also make you stick out." he didn't even know what that something was but it was screaming at him to notice itt.


    Chris looked at the ground from Dave's harsh words but when he punched the lockers again she slapped his face. "Snap out of it!" she yelled. Whatever it is, talk to someone about it, don't hurt yourself over whatever is wrong." She recalled the time when she would cut and no one but Anthony would talk to her, but she hadnt been able to trust him then and therefore resulted in cutting. She looked at him, not actually getting a good look at his features before and looked back at the ground.

    Dave felt the searing pain go through his hand once more as the blood feel a bit quicker now. He looked down at the ground for a second to see that the puddle lying before him was growing, but what was strange is he wasn't feeling woozy at all like the before times, there was something keeping him conscious and he had no idea what it was. Then he felt the slap go across his face and looked up, really mad at this time, but then listened carefully to what she had to say. Maybe she was right, maybe he should talk about it. "Whats the point of talking about it if anyone that I tell just forgets about it right after? Its like, im speaking to myself practically and nobody even cares in the slightest of ways. No one ever listens, so why waste my breath?" He said now looked up and saw she was looking down now. He had a chance to make possibly a new friend, and this is what happened? "great...isn't this just absolutely fantastic. Good going Dave..." He said to himself, knowing this could either end, decently well or absolutely horrid.

    Dave saw the gesture and accepted it so that he didn't look to much like the bad guy. After standing up, he could still see the blood going down to the ground but he just let it go and now looked at the girl, studying her features. She wasn't like most girls here. She was kind, and actually seemed to care, even though there were times when she yelled at him. It was strange and confusing, but he had worse happen to him. "Hey, thanks... And um... Sorry for freaking out a bit back there, its just... Lets just say something really bad happened. I really didn't mean to seem like a jerk, I promise. Not sure if ya know, but the name is David Lance, but my family just calls me Dave." Considering the fact that He had no friends, Dave had to bring up his family instead, not to sound creepy, but to speak the truth.

    Chris gave a small smile and nodded her head. "My name is Chris. Chris Wolf. And I am glad to help you anytime." ahe looked at his blood loss, "We should fix that up for you." she added.

    Dave looked at her and managed a small smile back. He then thought of having to go through even more trouble in order to fix this up. He sighed a bit before shaking his head. "Nah, don't worry its fine, as long as I can move it and touch it, its fine." He said as he moved it and was fine, but as soon as he touched the area that he punched the lockers he winced in pain and practically fell back down to the ground.

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    Anthony looked at her face, hair, everything and found that she was actually kind of, dare he say, pretty. Most girls were all over him all day but he couldn't recall ever seeing her in one of the groups that would follow him around. "You do blend in quite well but there is something about you that should also make you stick out." he didn't even know what that something was but it was screaming at him to notice itt.


    Chris looked at the ground from Dave's harsh words but when he punched the lockers again she slapped his face. "Snap out of it!" she yelled. Whatever it is, talk to someone about it, don't hurt yourself over whatever is wrong." She recalled the time when she would cut and no one but Anthony would talk to her, but she hadnt been able to trust him then and therefore resulted in cutting. She looked at him, not actually getting a good look at his features before and looked back at the ground.


    Rosa stared at Anthony, she shook her head. Her hair flying slightly, as she did. "And why should I stand out?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

    "I-I don't know, but you should." he added. He felt abit dizzy. He was sure that his parents would not approve of socializing during school and so he felt he was misbehaving, his worst fear.


    Chris took off her sweatshirt and handed it to hi. "At least wrap it up or something" she said.

    Dave looked at the girl for a moment and wondered if he should accept. "I don't want to ruin a perfectly good sweatshirt.. Im sure it should be fin- gahh..." He said as he winced in pain once more as it felt like it was starting to burn.

    Chris took it back and then gently wrapped it on him herself. "Don't argue with me." she said calmly.

    Dave stared as she wrapped his hand and was lost in thought for a second. "Why are you being such a help? From when you yelled at me before, I honestly thought you didn't like me or something." he asked curiously as he was quite surprised at how nice she was being.

    Rosa stared at Anthony, he didn't look like he was feeling too well. She wasn't thinking when she placed her small and cold hand on his arm. "Are you feeling okay? You don't look well" she stated, her voice quiet but sweet and friendly yet again.

    Anthony flinched at her touch. "Y-yeah, just fine. No worries" he put his fake smile on and told himself to quit being so weak. He was one of the top students, if he wasn't the top, and had no room for weakness. He was raised to be "perfect" and have no flaws. "what class do you have next?" he asked, hoping to change the subject.


    Chris looked at him. "Because you argued with Anthony" she said bluntly.

    Rosa stared at Anthony, she let go of his arm. She shook her head. "Doesn't matter" she answered, her hair falling back over her eyes again.

    "Well it does to me. I want to know." he said. "Please" he made direct eye contact with her, having to bend over abit to do so.

    Rosa looked at Anthony, why was he so interested in her all of a sudden. She sighed, and looked down the hall, then back at him. "I have math next"