Its 12 o'clock... and not a single person in sight. That's the way I like to have lunch at my school. Alone.
You see interacting with people isn't my thing. In fact I find the human race in itself disgusting.
People are always wrapped up in what can benifiet them.
So I've decided to close myself to everyone I encounter.
This way... No one will fool me into their plans again.
"ZAYLAH!! WATCH OUT!!"
-a boy yells out from the distance
As I turn my head to see what can be so important to disrupt my pea *WACK*
The boy begins to murmur to himself.
"Aww craaap.. crap crap crap... I just killed a girl with my disc golf... poop... what do I do..."
Zaylah begins to sit up from being knocked to the ground by the disc.
-The boy passing back and forth turns to see she's alive but has a large gash in her forehead about two inches
long. The surfaces begins to bleed from the cut as the surrounding skin swells up.
-The boy goes up to apologize as he tries to help her up.
"I am BEYOND sorry! Please forgive me!!"
Zaylah responds in a aching voice.
"..Its fine just get away from me.. I don't need your help! "
Zaylah tries to stand on her own but can't seem to keep her balance.
-the boy catches her and offers his assistance.
"Woah woah.. your bleeding pretty bad and you can barely walk. Let me get you to the nurse."
-Zaylah is pressed against the boy half aware of what is going on.
"Please let go of me.. I can.. get to the nurse..OWW... on my own."
-Zaylah then passes out in the boys arm.
-the boy begins to talk to himself as he picks her up.
"Alright... umff.. there you go, now I'll get you to the nurse in no time."
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