Aaron, along with all the other students gasped. It was a farily normal occurence for a kid to get hit with a ball, but not on the head. Head injuries could be really serious. For a minute, he stood there with the others. In a split second he was running down the hall, looking for the infirmary. Getting hit on the head could mean a concussion.
Aaron put his hands on his knees, trying to collect his breath. "Gym...head injury..." he gasped, pointingout the door. The nurse jumped up and ran for the gym. "Thanks, kid!" she yelled. Aaron sighed as he jogged back along with her.
Aaron watched as the nurse jogged over to Mandy. "Alright, honey, it's ok." She took the girl's face in her hands. "You feeling ok? Is the pain getting worse or better?" She quizzed as she helped her to her feet.
"No offense hun, but that wasn't what I asked." She sighed and offered her arm. "Come along. We'll get some ice for you at the infirmary."
"Hush. No more out of you." The nurse slowly guided her to her 'office' and sat her down. While walking to the fridge she casually said "You ought to thank that nice lad, you know."
"Alright. If you're feeling ok feel free to go back to gym, but sit on the sidelines." The nurse said, turning her back. She was busy, and she didn't have a lot of time to spare. That's how it was in her mind, at least.
The game has resumed. It had been pretty awkward in the gym since the accident, but most people were having fun. Except for him, but it wasn't really new in this class.
Aaron tried to ignore, really hard. He felt terrible though. He had been really mean to her. No. He had to stop being so soft. He had to start sticking up for himself.
He distractly threw the ball at one of his teammates, messing up the toss and causing him to drop it. Everyone around him grumbled about it, casting him severe glares. Sometimes people took sports way too seriously.
Before too long, the bell rung, signaling the end of class. Aaron kept his head down as he quickly walked over to his pile of books, taking care to keep his head parrallel to the ground.
Aaron checked the watch. If he hurried and got out of here now, he could beat them. Only barely though, so he would have to get moving now.
((Are we skipping to after school then?))
Aaron couldn't wait to get home and lock himself in his room. Perhaps forever. He slammed his locker shut and headed for the doors.
Aaron paused, his foot above the ground. They were waiting for him, like they were most days. Did he really think today would be any different?
((They're probably going to have to meet again soon.)) Aaron tried to shove his way past before they could meet him, but no luck. "Hey, buddy, where you going?" Jed sneered. "I wanted to talk to you."
Another kid, Derrik maybe, shoved him to the side. "What, you think you're too good to talk to us now? After all this time? Come on man, don't be so cold." Everyone snickered like that was something clever. Aaron stayed silent. The less he said, the less they did to him.
"Aw, look, guys. A little girl came to help him. How sweet." He ruffled her hair, a wicked smile on his face. "I might take her for myself. I do like my girls feisty." Aaron grunted, in a weird hore-ish way. "Get your hands off."
On thing Jed was was not a gentleman. He reached out and slapped Mandy, straight across the face. Time stood still for a moment. Aaron lunged at him, throwing painfully weak punches, and slightly less weak kicks.
All three of them were tangled up together when the teachers came out. Yelling and screaming, they joined the fight trying to seperate all the kids.
The teachers, and now Aaron, stood back in exasperation. Most were panting and all of them were sweating. No one really knew what to do, execpt let her tire herself out. Jed's nose was bleeding and his eye was black.