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Wanda didn't know where to go. She couldn't go home, Todd would be there asking questions and when he found out that Pyro was nothing but a scum bag, well she didn't want to think about what might happen. Finally she had to stop walking because the high heeled boots she'd decided to wear were hurting her feet. She looked around and realized she was in front of the high school. Maybe I'll go destroy the chem lab or something, she thought kicking the door open and instantly regretting it. The heel on her left boot broke with a small crack and Wanda landed on the hard contrete with a thud. Moaning soflty she tried to stand up only to realize she had landed on her ankle, which was now throbbing slightly. No, I can't have broken it, I'm not that much of a klutz, she thought desperately struggling to get to her feet only to have the pain intensify and bring her back to the ground, tears building up again in her blue eyes.
Meanwhile, Pyro managed to kick out one of the car windows and was looking around trying to find where Wanda had stormed off to. She hadn't even let him finish what he had wanted to say. Sure it had all started as a job, a long boring tedious job with a woman he had never met, and knew could be very dangerous, but it had become more than that. He hadn't meant to fall in love, but he had, and now he had to find Wanda, make her believe he was telling the truth about her father and somehow win her back. He knew he could do it, It happened all the time in the movies, the guy made a mess, and the girl took him back. Finally he found Wanda's footprints, thanking any god or goddess he could think of that it had rained earlier, making the ground still soft. He started following the footprints at a run and with a slightly goofy smile on his face as he thought about Wanda running to his arms and kissing in forgiveness.