He sat in the seat to the far left in the principal's office. Today made it the fourth time in the first week of school. He assumed the disciplinarian had called his mom and that he would come out to get him in a few minutes. The punch he'd recieved to his eye fifteen minutes ago was now starting to form a visible bruise. He held his arm over his stomach, trying to push out of his mind the physical pain and trying to go to sleep. Even though he won -the kid was sent to the hospitol- he still felt no better than before the fight. He shut his eyes and leaned on the wall.
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A scuff-scuff of shoes caused his eyes to flutter open. He glanced at the only possible cause of the shoe-noise from under his dark bangs.
She had gone into the room between the one he was in and the disciplinarian's office, she had come to bring a manila folder to one of the counselors.
She was a short girl with wavy auburn hair and her uniform shirt looked way too big for her. She was wearing a khaki skirt with her uniform and she had a jacket tied around her waist. The shoes that had made the noise were an ugly pair of little girl type shoes over ankle length white socks.
The girl came out from the middle room and stopped. She turned slowly and looked at him. He looked at her. She walked over and sat down next to him.
"You're in my class." she said.
"Yeah. And?" He sat up straight and looked at her.
"What's your name?"
"Aiden. You're.........Nicki, right?"
"No, Nicole. I don't like the name 'Nicki'." She replied. "What are you in here for?"
"You didn't see the fight?" He was surprised.
"No, I've been in the library all day."
At this response, he paused. Everyone had seen the fight, it was right after lunch when all the kids were on recess.
He patted the girl on the shoulder. "I like you." He said in a jokingly happy tone. He held out his hand for her to shake. "Friends?"
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