The nurse called me to her office. I think she wanted to check on my stab wound. I already ate lunch.
A.E.D isn't telling anybody that I'm a shapeshifter. He's trustworthy enough. I'm just afraid that word will get out to the rest of this school. I could be an outcast already.
"You're all finished," replied Nurse Isla, "I'm very surprised that you can feel full sensation in your arm. It's like you aren't human."
That made me tense; I put my senses on high alert.
"Yes I'm human! Why wouldn't I be? I'm just a... girl!"
I sighed. I looked so stupid in front of her.
"Your wound should still be wrapped for the next few weeks; it's a little open. But remember to take the bandages off in the first week of December."
It's November 7th, so you know. Technically, it's still lunch hours for the boys, but the nurse called me in.
I noticed a few familiar scents. They were kind and soft, unlike Caleb's. These are probably my friends. I whiffed it in a little more, and I smelled thick blood.
I breathed in big time: A.E.D, Marcus, and Izm. Though, I couldn't tell who was covered in blood. It's probably Izm, just my luck.
The door slowly opened. I had guessed right. Marcus opened the door for .D and Izm. He was covered in blood and scratches. He could barely walk without .D supporting him.
"Oh God, what happened?" I asked.
"Caleb happened," Izm choked out.
I looked at Marcus and A.E.D, they nodded.
"Actually," .D started, "Izm stole my cigarettes AGAIN. I chased him down the hall when he tripped and crashed into Caleb. They started fighting over you again."
I sighed. I switched my gaze over to Izm, sitting in the chair next to me.
"Come on," I said softly, "I'm not worth it."
"Yes... You are," he muttered back, grinning at me. I smiled back, blushing.
"I'll fix up your wounds right away;" the nurse said, "Delilah, you're free to go,"
But I don't want to leave Izm. I kind of like him.
I sat up and walked out the door, A.E.D watching me. He hasn't forgotten that I'm a freak.
"And Delilah," the nurse called to me, "You can go home whenever you like."
"Thank you Nurse Isla," I replied. I looked back at Izm, painfully holding a small gash in his shoulder.
I slowly closed the door behind me. I wandered out of the school's front entrance and up to Izm's Kawasaki. I removed my razor scooter from the handle. I attached the helmet to the band of the sash and put it on. I morphed into a Phoenix and took off from the ground when no one was looking.
I feel like it's my fault that Izm got hurt.