I had just barely made it out of the burning school.
"Alfonso!" I yelled, searching for my friends. "Ferguson!"
"We're right here, Marco," they called to me from another cluster of people. I sighed with relief.
"Star!" I looked for her in the crowd, but she was nowhere to be seen. "MISS SKULLNICK!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "STAR'S STILL IN THERE!"
"Whatever," she retorted with an extremely thick Brooklyn accent.
I ran toward the front door and was stopped by security guards. I kicked them in the shins and continued into the still burning school building.
"Star!" I called out. "Star! Where are you!?"
I heard a faint coughing coming from one of the outdoor areas. I immediately went over to it.
"Marco…" she choked out. I can't get this off me."
I noticed the four wooden beams crisscrossed over her. I lifted off the top one and kicked the rest in half. In the time it took me to do that, she had gone unconscious from lack of oxygen. I heaved her up onto my shoulder. She was deceivingly heavy. The room began to go dark, and I heard what sounded like bodies collapsing before I passed out.
I woke up on the couch with a really big, heavy hot water bottle on my chest. I began to lift it off, then realized.
"Star?" I asked, puzzled.
She woke up and almost fell off me when she realized how we had been set up on the couch.
"AAH!" she cried out.
I just lay there, and I could feel myself blushing like mad.
She took notice. "Aww!" she said. "You're blushing!"
I took a minute to let myself cool down, but before I was done, Star had wrapped her arms around me. "Thanks for trying to save my life, safe kid." She buried her face into my neck and I put a hand on the back of her head and one behind my head. I hugged her back and we fell asleep.
