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“Jesus. are you okay?” They asked, obviously assuming I was hurt. [they were halfway right.]
“I’m fine.” I sobbed.
“Are you hurt?”
“No.” I hadn’t even opened my eyes to look at them, I honestly didn’t care. I looke dup to see a familiar face. It was Tyler. The boy every girl in my stupid school had a crush on. The guy who’s ego was bigger than the milky way galaxy. Great. He lifted me to my feet.
“It’s Cyd right?” He asked.
Wow, screwboy knew my name.
“Your arm’s bleeding.” I looked down alarmed. Yeah, sure enough, it was bleeding.
“can i see it?” He asked, grabbing my arm.
I winced, he hit it right where it hurt.
“Sorry.” “It’s fine.” I muttered.
“You’re proobally gonna need stiches on this.” He said closely examining my wound.
“What?” I demanded.
“Yeah, it’s pretty deep.”
“Crap.”
“They’re not so bad.” He said reasuringly.”How bad does it hurt.” He asked.
To be honest, I barely noticed it.
“Not bad.”
“Oh come on, don’t lie. You were sobbing so loud I heard you from across the street.”

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