06-27-2011, 01:32 PM
Lizzy walked up to the newcomer and 'teacher' and leaned over with a curious stare. She seemed to be sizing Jack up, "Hiya! I'm Lizzy!" she would've liked to say, but the boy had returned to his hiding spot behind Michael sooner than she could've managed to introduce herself. She frowned a little and stood back up, deciding it was maybe not the time to force anything.
Instead, she heard a rather weak voice, maybe a moan, calling out for her. She turned around, finding Alex in her line of sight, and he appeared to be wounded. That's right, one look at his hands and she remembered how easy the guy had made her first class by entertaining her his tricks, but those hands looked all battered and damaged.
She ran to Alex's side and bent over, her jugs bouncing like basketballs almost in front of his face, "Hey, Alex... Are you okay? Your hands got hurt..." she softly said, frowning out of concern.
Instead, she heard a rather weak voice, maybe a moan, calling out for her. She turned around, finding Alex in her line of sight, and he appeared to be wounded. That's right, one look at his hands and she remembered how easy the guy had made her first class by entertaining her his tricks, but those hands looked all battered and damaged.
She ran to Alex's side and bent over, her jugs bouncing like basketballs almost in front of his face, "Hey, Alex... Are you okay? Your hands got hurt..." she softly said, frowning out of concern.
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