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Lizzie slumped a little deeper into her seat praying that if she got deep enough, she'd disappear completely. Whispers of her recent "situation" poisoned her ears, and staring eyes blinded her vision. It had only been five minutes into the class, but already it felt like an eternity.
"Lizzie!?!" a voice came out of nowhere. "LIZZIE!?!"
Lizzie wasn't sure if it was in her head or not, until she looked up to see Larry Tudgeman standing over her desk. His hand was covering his nose and most of his face and little drips of red were falling slowly to the floor from under his hand.
"Lizzie, there you are." All eyes were on them and gasps began to fill the room, but Larry didn't seem to care. He just continued speaking, but at a faster pace now. "I just found out about, what happened. I'm sorry. I....I.....didnt mean to do it. Please forgive me! PLEASE!"
He seemed to beg now, Lizzie had no response; she sat in silence. Larry finally took his hand off his face and Lizzie could she that it was bleeding, badly. It was also horribly bruised, possibly broken. Larry noticed the blood falling from his face now and spoke a little dizzy, "Oh....is...is..that blood." Then he fainted to the floor.
Lizzie stood up about to say something, but couldn't form any words. The faces were too much for her now, she wanted nothing more to leave, she needed to escape. She pushed her way out of the class and ran as fast as possible towards the exit once again. Luckily the principal was no where in sight.
Lizzie was running towards her house. Even though her car was in the parking lot, she didn't seem to be think clearly. Her house wasn't very far and could see her front door after only 6 minutes. It seemed like heaven to turn the door knob and to enter.
"Lizzie? Lizzie, is that you?" It was glorious to hear her mother's voice, until she entered the living room and saw the tears in her mother's eyes.
"What's wrong." Lizzie asked, but she was answered when she saw Kate sitting on the couch next to her.
Lizzie whispered to herself, "They know, she knows, and soon the entire world would know too."
ANOTHER NOTE: so what do you think???
Lizzie slumped a little deeper into her seat praying that if she got deep enough, she'd disappear completely. Whispers of her recent "situation" poisoned her ears, and staring eyes blinded her vision. It had only been five minutes into the class, but already it felt like an eternity.
"Lizzie!?!" a voice came out of nowhere. "LIZZIE!?!"
Lizzie wasn't sure if it was in her head or not, until she looked up to see Larry Tudgeman standing over her desk. His hand was covering his nose and most of his face and little drips of red were falling slowly to the floor from under his hand.
"Lizzie, there you are." All eyes were on them and gasps began to fill the room, but Larry didn't seem to care. He just continued speaking, but at a faster pace now. "I just found out about, what happened. I'm sorry. I....I.....didnt mean to do it. Please forgive me! PLEASE!"
He seemed to beg now, Lizzie had no response; she sat in silence. Larry finally took his hand off his face and Lizzie could she that it was bleeding, badly. It was also horribly bruised, possibly broken. Larry noticed the blood falling from his face now and spoke a little dizzy, "Oh....is...is..that blood." Then he fainted to the floor.
Lizzie stood up about to say something, but couldn't form any words. The faces were too much for her now, she wanted nothing more to leave, she needed to escape. She pushed her way out of the class and ran as fast as possible towards the exit once again. Luckily the principal was no where in sight.
Lizzie was running towards her house. Even though her car was in the parking lot, she didn't seem to be think clearly. Her house wasn't very far and could see her front door after only 6 minutes. It seemed like heaven to turn the door knob and to enter.
"Lizzie? Lizzie, is that you?" It was glorious to hear her mother's voice, until she entered the living room and saw the tears in her mother's eyes.
"What's wrong." Lizzie asked, but she was answered when she saw Kate sitting on the couch next to her.
Lizzie whispered to herself, "They know, she knows, and soon the entire world would know too."
ANOTHER NOTE: so what do you think???
