Afterschool. Nonny POV:

I went to go check on Oona to see if she was alright. When I found her at the stairwell, she was still sleeping. I honestly didn't want to wake her up, but I figured her mom would go crazy. I shook her gently and she woke up to me smiling.

"Um. . . Hey. It's time to go back home." I said.

I gave her my hand and helped her get up. She was struggling to balance herself.

"Do you need help getting home?" I asked.

She shook her head, but then after a couple of seconds she changed her mind.

"Do you wanna ride the bus or walk home?" I asked.

"I don't feel like taking the bus, so can you help me back home?" Oona asked.

I just nodded as I turned around and kneeled down.

Oona POV:

I was confused.

"What are you doing, Nonny?" I asked.

"Get on my back. You're still struggling to stand up." said Nonny.

I shook my head and said, "I don't really know about this. . . I don't want you to get tired. . ."

He looked back at me and said, "I promise that I won't let you fall. And trust me. You are as light as a feather."

Hesitantly, I climbed on his back and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. He probably didn't notice, but I felt my face grow hot and red as he lifted me up and carried me out of the school.

As we walked out, I was thinking about how most of the things he did for me wouldn't be considered normal for a guy-friend to do, at least in my school. Letting me cry on him, carrying me bridal style, letting me sleep on him, fixing my wounds, and this piggyback ride. Yeah, he probably meant it in a friendly way but whenever he did those things, I could feel my face go hot and start blushing.

"Hey. Where do you live?" Nonny asked me, and I snapped back to reality.

"Oh um. . . 142 Diamrem Blvd."

We continued walking in silence.

Nonny POV:

During the walk, Oona kept quiet to ourselves. So quiet, that I was able to hear her heart beating steadily.

Everything was going pretty normal until I felt her fingers run through my hair.

My face immediately went red and hot. It's not that I felt uncomfortable. . . I actually kinda enjoyed it. Why am I blushing? I dunno. . .

It took about a couple of minutes to get to her house, but I didn't mind.

"Oona, we're at your house." I said.

She slid off of my back and looked back at the house uncomfortably.

She looked back at me and asked me, "Can you come with me? I'm kinda scared. . ."

I simply nodded at her and helped her walk to the door. She knocked on the door once and the door swung open and almost hit us.

Oona's mom glared at both of us and screamed at Oona, "WHO IS THIS KID!? AND WHY ARE YOU LATE!?"

Oona whispered, "Well. . . I didn't go on the-"

"OF COURSE YOU DIDN'T! YOU'RE TOO DAMN FUCKED UP TO EVEN REMEMBER!"

Her mother raised her hand and slapped her in the face. It was so hard, that there was a bright red imprint on Oona's face.

I was angry but decided that it'd be best not to show it. Then, right of the corner of my eye, I saw Oona's mom holding something behind her back. Broken glass.

I quickly pushed Oona's mother away from Oona and grabbed her hand and ran as fast as I could.

Her mother screamed at us, "RUN AWAY YOU SLUT! I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO OR WHERE YOU GO! DON'T EVEN BOTHER TO COME BACK! I DON'T WANNA SEE YOUR FACE HERE AGAIN!"

How did I make up the names of the streets? I took random things that have to do with the Bubble Guppies and put them backwards. Diamrem ia actually Mermaid.