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Picking her up again she buried her face in his neck, thinking that if people couldn't see her face she wouldn't be identified. Though given the brilliance of her hair, it was the silliest idea she'd ever had. Peeking her eyes out for just a moment she could see the look on people's' faces, the digest, disdain, jealousy. It was at that moment she realized that it wasn't a bad thing, that the reason they were like this was because she had something so wonderful that they wanted.
As he set her down on the bed she shook her head at him, then at the nurse, sitting up. "There is really no need for all this. I can go to class. I can't afford to miss any anyways."
The look the nurse gave her was enough to shut her up, the woman terrifying without the look. With a deep sigh she took a couple Tylenol and laid in the cot, falling asleep after a couple minutes. Her dreams were filled with the images of her and Jai going on that date. Going running together, the idea of camping with him, all the wonderful things that came with a boyfriend. An actual, real, live boyfriend not just the ones she imagined herself with from her books.
As she slept through the bells, not waking up to the sound, instead burying herself deeper into sleep. As the last hour of classes was coming to an end one of the more popular girls came into the infirmary, telling the nurse to run to the gym and that someone had been hurt. Left alone with Emma she kicked the bed to wake her up, having left a friend outside to guard the room. Emma jumped and looked up seeing the girl, Bridget, her eyes angry and mean. This was the same girl that had been tormenting her for her whole life.
"Bridget...I...I don't know what you want. I'm just icing to go home..." With her hands up Emma stood moving to the corner of the room, Bridget advancing.
"Did you really think you could get your hooks into the new guy and no one would notice? Emma, please. If you don't back off, next time we will find you outside of school. Leave him to someone else." She stood inches from Emma as she cornered her, one hand up on the wall beside Emma's head. The last time she had threatened Emma like this she had beat the shot out of her. The bell rang loudly and Bridget didn't move, Emma looking frantically for a way out.
As he set her down on the bed she shook her head at him, then at the nurse, sitting up. "There is really no need for all this. I can go to class. I can't afford to miss any anyways."
The look the nurse gave her was enough to shut her up, the woman terrifying without the look. With a deep sigh she took a couple Tylenol and laid in the cot, falling asleep after a couple minutes. Her dreams were filled with the images of her and Jai going on that date. Going running together, the idea of camping with him, all the wonderful things that came with a boyfriend. An actual, real, live boyfriend not just the ones she imagined herself with from her books.
As she slept through the bells, not waking up to the sound, instead burying herself deeper into sleep. As the last hour of classes was coming to an end one of the more popular girls came into the infirmary, telling the nurse to run to the gym and that someone had been hurt. Left alone with Emma she kicked the bed to wake her up, having left a friend outside to guard the room. Emma jumped and looked up seeing the girl, Bridget, her eyes angry and mean. This was the same girl that had been tormenting her for her whole life.
"Bridget...I...I don't know what you want. I'm just icing to go home..." With her hands up Emma stood moving to the corner of the room, Bridget advancing.
"Did you really think you could get your hooks into the new guy and no one would notice? Emma, please. If you don't back off, next time we will find you outside of school. Leave him to someone else." She stood inches from Emma as she cornered her, one hand up on the wall beside Emma's head. The last time she had threatened Emma like this she had beat the shot out of her. The bell rang loudly and Bridget didn't move, Emma looking frantically for a way out.