WarrenPOV

They won. How the heck did they win? All I saw was Jennie blowing up everything and anything...Oh. She exploded the dummy. When I got my flames under control I saw Jennie still sat on the floor in shock. As she looked like she needed a hand I walked over, partly to congratulate her, partly to tease her for doing it by accident. However, as I got closer, she managed to stand by herself.

She swayed once, twice and a third time before collapsing to the Gym floor. Poor girl, she'll be smelling used sweat socks for weeks. As I jogged a bit closer, I realised she wasn't getting up. Scooping her into my arms caused a slight grimace, bony little thing she I, and waved Boomer over to tell him I was taking her to the Nurse.

He nodded before pairing the next group up. The last thing I saw as I walked out was a strange girl, Amy; I think her name was bouncing down to the arena. Literally bouncing.

Walking towards the nurse's office, I shifted Jennie several times, wondering what caused her to faint. She's not one to do something like that. Best bet is the overuse of power, she was blowing things up left right and centre before she won.

By the time I had formulated this conclusion, we arrived at Nurse Spex's. Walking in I placed the bag of bones I like to call my best friend on the table/bed combo. The nurse hurried over.

"Save the Citizen?" she asked primly whilst scanning Jennie. X-Ray vision.

"Yeah, she was fine one minute, and then she just...fainted?" It was more a question than an answer. However, it seemed to send her into a rant, mumbling under her breath. From the various obscenities I heard, I think it's safe to say there is no love lost between her and Boomer.

After bustling around for a few minutes, whilst I was standing there looking extremely awkward, the nurse looked at me.

"Are you just going to stand there? Either sit down or go back to class." I sat. After a few more minutes, she looked at me and confirmed my original guess.

"Overuse of power. She's also got a very low BMI, try and encourage her to eat more. It's not the first time this has happened." That was news to me.

"What?"

Eloquent as always.

"It's not the first time Jennifer has been sent to my office for collapsing in classes. In fact I make this the fourth time in two years."

Jennie you've got some explaining to do.

After placing some pills on the table next to her, Spex told me to wait with her until she awoke and then to 'ensure she gets home safely'. Her words, not mine. As if I would leave her here, in this creepy room.

I waited five minutes before getting bored and pulling my book out. Ten minutes after that I put it away. Something kept distracting me. So I pulled my chair over to the weird bed/table thing and sat next to Jennie before playing with her hair. It needs dying again. The blue is fading. Surveying Jennie I realise how thin she is. You can practically see her cheeks becoming gaunter as you watch. She's almost a shell of a person. Pizza tonight I believe.

Good job neither of us is working tonight. We both have Mondays off, then work alternate days for the rest of the week, although we both work Fridays and Saturdays usually, with one weekend off a month.

This means when I'm not working, I'm sat in Peppino's Pizza Parlour, watching Jennie and doing homework. When she's not working, she sits in the Paper Lantern, eating fortune cookies and doing her homework. It's a good job Madam Manchu likes her. She often tries talking to her, but Jennie doesn't understand a word of Cantonese, so they leave me to translate. It can be...entertaining.

At other times it can be insanely awkward though. Like the time she didn't finish her second helping of chow-mein and I had to explain to Madam Manchu that it wasn't because the food was bad, but she was having 'girl problems' and was experiencing cramping. I couldn't eat chow mein for a month. Jennie laughed her ass off when I told her why though. She found it extremely funny.

Luckily she never tells me that stuff anymore, but I can still tell when she is. She always has an extra hoody with her, tied around her waist and she drinks diet cola for a week every month. I think I know Jennie as well as I know myself. I remember her when she broke up with her first boyfriend; she went out and broke her hand punching a tree. I had to sit in A&E with her for three hours until her brother got there, all the while torn between being proud of her for punching correctly and annoyed that she didn't actually punch the guy when she walked in on him snogging a snotty cheerleader.

I remember when I first met her, she was landed on top of me, by falling out of the same tree she would later punch, whilst trying to get what she thought was a cat out of a tree. It turned out to be a birds nest, empty but she only realised that after she landed in my garden, with the nest landing shortly afterwards. The tree separates our gardens and whenever she needs time alone, you can bet you'll find her up that tree.

I realise that sometime during my internal monologue and trip down memory lane, I have somehow gone from messing with her hair to holding her hand and stroking her wrist with the calloused pad of my thumb. Before I have chance to extract it from her surprisingly strong grip, she murmurs, shifting slightly before her eyes begin to open and focus on her surroundings.

Main point of focus being? Me.

Feck.

Thankyou one and all :) Shouties first:

Charlotte Night 007: As always, my most faithful reviewer. I didn't quite make it in the time range given, but I have been consulting you every step of the way.

Melrose5553: Thank you for the review, it was much appreciated. I think. Apparently adorable is a compliment, so this chapters partly for you :)

Amy: Even though I scared you with the large text blocks, thank you for the naming of Peppino and Madam Manchu. You are the reason I laugh so much in a quiet room.

For everyone who has read this, added it as an alert etc. Thank you. Remember though, if you want improved writing, tell me where I'm right and wrong. Do you like the alternating POVs? Should I make a big deal about the malnourishment thing? How long before I begin to add the romance? What about homecoming? If you want to answer any of these questions, or ask any of your own, or even correct me on my badly used Americanisms (I'm English) then tell me. Either PM me or send a review *hint hint*

As always
Hannah
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