Marcie stood up as the high pitched ringing of the bell filled the classroom. She slung her bag on one shoulder and her bass on the other as she quietly made her way out of the classroom. She held her bass close to her as she tried her hardest not to be noticed. She walked with her head down,hood up eliminating possible eye contact with people,but also making it harder for her to pay attention to what's ahead of her. She ran straight into a hard,muscular chest,causing her to fall on impact. Her head slammed into the concrete floor her bass landed on top of her as her shoulder bag skid out of reach.
" hey,you alright?" A voice asked with concern. A large tan hand reached down and Marcie hesitantly took it. The boy lifted her up and retrieved her bag for her.
" Here you go Marcie" the voice said. Marcie looked up...the boy was jake. She opened her mouth to reply but a wave of dizziness washed over her,causing her to lose balance and fall forword. Her vision began to fade out along with her hearing. She could hear the muffled voices and a few screams. The last thing she saw was the people surround her,and the shouting of the people around her.
"Someone call 911"