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Things Are Better If You Stay With Me

House Of Wolves

I got off the bus lastly of ALL those students. From cheerleadeeres to Jocks, I can already tell this place is a total disaster zone. I rubbed my black eye too hard & now it's throbing. I covered it up with skin cream & eyeliner earlier today, so I should be good.
The air was warm & unlike New York, it's actually almost empty. No skyscrapers or tall buildings that covered the beautiful skies your call limits.
I went where everyone else went, I didn't know where I was going but I was going along with it. We went towards the doors, in the halls and to our classes. I was the last in the hallways because my leg was still hurting & I didn't know where the biology room was. They didn't give me a map of this damn school & now I'm abandoned on the second floor. I seen a bathroom & I walked in there. I accidentally scratched my wrist too hard and now it's bleeding like crazy, I don't want these halls to be covered in my blood also. I rolled up my sleeves and put my bag on the floor and turned on the sink. I slowly whiped off all the blood, and watched it go down the drains.
"Whoa. Your bleeding, I think you should go see the nurse about that." said a guy next to me. He's blonde, and wearing a lot of black. He must be like me, so I should probably talk to him,he looks pretty nice.
"Yeah. I scratched too hard." I licked my lips and grabbed a paper towel to hopefully stop the blood.
"What happened?" He said.
"Oh. Nothing. It's nothing, I fell off a tree." There was an awkward silence.
"Don't we all fall off trees." He showed my his wrists. With a lot of scars, but nothig fresh.
"Oh." The blood was slowing down.
"I'm Bob. And... I haven't seen you around here, you new?" I nodded my head.
"I'm Frank." I rolled my sleeves back down and he grabbed the paper that was hanging out of ny sweater. Bob unfolded it and read over what was on it.
"Biology. Follow me." He picked up my bag, and I followed him out the bathroom and into the halls.

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