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It's Not Broken! It's Sprained! (There's a Difference)
Tazz's POV
I'm a pretty tall person. I'm almost 5'10". In my heels, I could pass off as 6'! (But I only ever wear them on stage). My dad says it's because I've got my mom's long legs. Well that's great. Except now if I got a tan, dyed my hair blonde, and wore pink all the time, I could be considered a Barbie. But I'm a pretty pale person. The sun just burns me. And I have auburn hair. And brown eyes. So I'm not a Barbie (thank GOD!).
What was I talking about? Oh, yeah. So if I'm almost six feet, I guess that explains why I would trip over a 4 foot little blonde boy carrying a math textbook on his head. "Very graceful, Thea." Is what my mom would tell me right now. Bianca would laugh at me, and Demitri… he'd find another excuse to why he should inherit the circus. Like I freaking cared right now.
"AH!" I landed flat on my face and tripped over my feet. See! See? This is why I don't belong here! I used my arms to lift myself up, but when I tried to move my feet, I felt a sharp stab of pain on my right ankle.
"No! Please don't be broken, please!" I turned around and sat down on the floor trying not to move my feet too much. I tried moving my ankle, but it hurt too much, so I just sat on the ground. I saw the person I tripped over. He was wearing the guys' uniform but… was he really in high school? He looks like a 5th grader or something! He actually reminded me so much of Markus. The blonde hair… those big brown eyes; I almost thought he was Markus, but Markus has this birthmark on his neck, and he didn't, so I calmed down.
"Um, are you okay?" He looked at me. He had such a cute face, I was overwhelmed.
"Uh, yeah. But my ankle hurts." I looked down at my right foot and rubbed my ankle.
"Oh no! I'm so sorry!"
"No, it's fine-"
"I broke it! I made you trip and break your ankle!"
"No, really. It's probably only sprained, not broken."
"Wahh!" He started crying. In front of everyone watching. I blushed and tried not to look at them, and gave the crying little boy a huge hug, and tried not to get any redder. I heard these "AWW" sounds coming from the girls.
"No. It's fine. What's your name? I'm Thea Bellavio." I whispered. He looked at me with big eyes and laughed.
"Hi Thea-chan! My name is Mitsukuni Haninozuka. Please call me Honey!"
"Nice to meet you, Honey. How old are you, by the way?" What? I was curious!
"I'm a third year here!"
"Y-You're a… third… year?" He's in the same grade as my sister… and she's like six feet tall… whaaa?
"Yup! Are you a new girl here?"
"Unfortunately. I'm a second year. Nice to meet you, Honey." I forgot about my ankle and (tried to) moved it.
"AH!" I screamed out and grabbed my foot.
"Thea-chan! Here, let me take you to see the nurse."
"Um… Honey? How are you supposed to get me there? I can't move my foot."
"Don't worry! One second, Thea-chan!" Honey ran off. Me, being the naïve person I am in a school, let him leave and stayed on the ground. Most everyone stopped looking at me. Some people stopped and stared for a minute, but they kept moving. At least they didn't-
"Thea-chan! Meet Takashi! Takashi Morinozuka! Some people call him Mori, though." I looked up and saw a freakishly tall, built, tan guy staring down at me with black eyes and black hair. To be honest, he was kind of handsome. Most of the guys I met were part of the circus, and they weren't exactly good-looking.
"Hi, Mori. I'm Thea Bellavio. You could call me Tazz, though, if you want to." He grunted in reply. I knew he wasn't a man of many words.
"Takashi is a third year like me!"
"He is?" Hmm… Honey = Mori. Yikes.
"Yeah! He can take you to the nurse! Let's go! Oh, and Thea-chan?"
"Yes, Honey?" I said as Mori started to pick me up.
"Want a cookie?" He showed me a chocolate chip nut cookie.
"Sure, Honey. I'd love one." He handed me the cookie and I loved every bite.
Mori was careful for my foot, and carried me bridal style to the health office. His arms were really warm. I wondered how close those two were. Honey seemed to really like Mori, and Mori seemed to care a lot about Honey. He was even willing to carry me- a girl he never even met, just because Honey asked him to. Well, I guess since my ankle was hurt… That's why he did it too. That must be. He pitied the poor girl with the sprained- not broken (there's a difference) ankle.
"We're here!" Honey cheered. Mori set me down on a bed and looked at Honey.
"Go get the nurse, Mitsukuni." Whoa. Whoa whoa whoa. Whoa. He has a deeper voice than Demitri! And Demitri is 19… It was such a powerful voice. I was so shocked that he didn't use it often. And the fact that they both called each other by their real names, not their nicknames, confirmed my thoughts. They were close. Honey nodded and left, leaving me and Mori in the room.
"So Mori. You and Honey are close, huh?" I tried making conversation with the strong and silent type. I always do the impossible, huh? Me and my circus freak-ness…
He looked at me, wide eyed. I kind of regretted asking; like it was illegal to talk to Mori or something. "Yeah." One syllable reply, of course.
"That's nice. Are you related?" Why did I ask that? Of course they aren't related! He's freakishly tall, Honey-
"Mhmm. Cousins." My eyes widened as I tried picturing those two boys as cousins.
"O-Oh. I see." No wonder he willingly carried me to the nurse's office. It must've been for Honey. That was what my rational mind thought, at least. Somewhere, deep inside of me, I was hoping that it was for more than just Honey. I hoped that maybe… he did it for me, too. But that was impossible. I didn't even know Mori. He didn't know me either.
"Thank you, Mori. For helping me." I know he did it because Honey asked him to, but hey; thank him anyways.
"You're welcome, Thea." He looked at me and gave me a ghost of a smile. I think. I couldn't really see it that well. But I could've sworn I saw the corners of his mouth move up.
"I got the nurse!" Honey skipped in with the nurse walking behind him. She smiled at me; wrinkles on her face. She must've smiled a lot when she was younger. I liked her.
She sat down and looked at my ankle. "It looks like you just dislocated it a bit. Almost a sprain, though, Ms. Bellavio. Let me cast you and get some crutches." She got some supplies and got me all fixed up. Honey and Mori waited for me. When I got out with some crutches, Honey ran up and hugged me. I hugged him back.
I have to savor this moment. We're all happy, I'm happy, Honey's happy, Mori may or may not be happy, and everything's normal. But how long will this last? A day? Two? If I'm lucky, a week.
Someone's POV
The redhead stood smiling; fishtail braids hanging from her head. She had quite a beautiful smile; but that was necessary in a circus. She looked at the short blonde and the tall man. She was quite happy to see that they waited all this time for her. She was happy. But this moment made her recall memories from kindergarten:
In the beginning, they were nice. They cared about her. They treated her like the other kids. But it was only the first day. They didn't truly know her yet. By the end of the week, they will hate her. But right now, she was quite happy. At the moment, they accepted her. But once she opened up…
"You're weird! Why can you do that? Why did you bring a top hat and a cape! You're different!"
"What a circus freak!"
So now, right now when the people liked her, she would treasure that memory. Because she would need it when they rejected her.
Unfortunately, the memory she was making was interrupted. By an idiot.
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