"Hey Porter!" Carl said, walking up to his angel best friend.

"Hey Carl! Have you seen Denise?" Porter asked, a small blush creeping on to his cheeks.

Carl ignored it and replied "No, I think she's avoiding me and I really need to talk to her!"

"Me too!"

"Really? What do you need to talk to her about?"

"Oh… I just have to tell her something. What about you?" Porters blush grew and he looked away from Carl.

Carl looked Porter up and down then said "I'll say if you say."

"On three… one… two … three!"

At the same time both boys said "I have to tell her I love her!"

"what! Porter you hate Denise!" Carl shouted.

"Actually I don't… I lied."

She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holding back;
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,
She hides the bruises with linen and lace
Oh

The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask,
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask;
Bearing the burden of a secret storm,
Sometimes she wishes she was never born

"look there's Denise now let's go get her!" Carl ran along the hall "Denise!" he shouted. Porter was jogging behind him but he stopped when Denise turned around and gasped. Her right eye was black and as Carl ran to her she turned and sprinted the other way. Porter finally caught up with Carl "whoa! What happened to her?!"

Carl looked desperately at Porter "I don't know but we have to find her!" Carl took off in the direction Denise had run. Porter sighed and trailed after him.

Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved, concrete angel.

They had looked all around the school for Denise but there was no sign of her. They decided to go check the schoolyard and found Denise sitting on a bench crying lightly. Her hair was blown around by the wind and Carl saw bruises on her arms.

Somebody cries in the middle of the night,
The neighbours hear but they turn out the light;
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate,
When morning comes it will be too late.

Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved. Concrete angel

"Should we go over?" porter asked.

"Yeah but what if she runs off."

"Well you go that way round and I'll go this way." Porter said walking off. They sat at opposite sides of Denise and looked at each other. She hadn't heard them come over. Carl looked her over, her arms rested on her knees and her head rested on her arms. Porter decided to speak first and softly said "hey Denise" she jumped. She looked at both of them and tried to run , but carl grabbed her arms.

"Come on Denise were you're friends you can tell us." Carl said, putting his arm around her shoulders. She shrugged it off and looked at the ground.

A statue stands in a shaded place,
An angel girl with an upturned face;
Her name is written on a polished rock,
A broken heart that the world forgot.

Porter was worried. "Denise?" he was distracted as a certain brown haired AIT walked over "hey Denise." Porter and Carl stood in front of him "fuck off Lex! Don't you have some poor defenceless kid's day to ruin?" porter asked sarcastically. They turned to Denise but found she had run off.

"Where did she go?" Lex asked.

"I don't know she didn't leave a note!" Carl snapped and Lex walked away. Maybe Lex had something to do with what was wrong with Denise, Carl thought.

Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.

Song was concrete angel by Martina Mcbride