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Optimist.Prime 
There was flailing and screaming…who was screaming WHO WAS SCREAMING oh it was her. The panick still hadn’t subsided as she dashed off of her seat and ran toward him.
no no nono nooooo nooooooooooo she was flailing as she knelt down on the ground next to her friend. ”I’m sorry, im so sorry” she was flailing as her emotions ate at her. Seriously, she had just practically attacked one of her only friends at this school and it wasn’t even the first day….well, it was for him.
What did she need…what could she do to help. ”stay” she paused ”sorry I didn’t mean it like that but, stay” she shuffled away from him, full on crawling as she reached into her backpack pulling a lunchpail out as well as an ice-pack. ooph cold cold cold cold cold ”here, this. Use it.” was she being too forceful or was it caring? She didn’t know – she was just flailing and she didn’t exactly know what she should do.
As he lay on the ground, Noah contemplated this moment as well as how his conversation with his parents would go later today. So Noah how was your first day....? He'd shrug and reply.
Oh, it was great minus the fact that someone flung a book at my face. It was fine. I survived. Accidents happen.
He grimaced. “
No, no, it’s fine.” Noah shrugged his shoulders and slowly sat up, gently touching the side of his head. Oh.. She had gotten an icepack. He offered her a small smile. “
…Thanks… It was just an accident.” He placed the ice pack on his neck .”
So what book did you throw… that was pretty heavy.”