Vanessa just rolled her eyes. “You always say that, Nat. You really need to get out there, you know, fix up your social life. You can’t be boring all the time. People might really want to get to know you better, if you give them the chance. â€?
I scoffed, then winced as my finger started to sting and throb. I took a deep breath and bravely looked down at my hand. Some of the blood had dried, but it still hurt terribly.
Vanessa followed my gaze, and gasped. She shuffled through her purse and grabbed out a large waterproof Band-Aid. Her “emergencyâ€? purse, she called it. Vanessa was always the one with everything prepared for anything, even a car crash. “Here, put this on,â€? she commanded. I immediately took the bandage and fumbled, trying to open it. Wrapping up my bloodstained finger, I soon realized that the class was suddenly dead silent, meaning someone probably entered. My back was facing the door, so I couldn’t see who was the visitor