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firenjen 
"Err, Rayedem, are you ok?" said Lucille, speed walking to him and producing a tissue. "What happened?" she narrowed her eyes at him. "Basketball?" she accused.
Rayedem glanced around when another familiar voice sprang to his ears. On his right, he saw Lucille, walking hurriedly towards him. Uh-oh. Despite the fact that Rayedem was glad to see her, she was
not supposed to see him like this. She's gonna make fun of him. For suuure.
"Wuzhill!" he called out, his hand leapt to his face, covering as much blood as possible. An effort in vain, since his hands were covered in blood as well, weren't they? Besides, she had already conjured a tissue paper.. Oh, well.
"Fhankz," he took the tissue paper and wiped his face. Blood was still streaming down from his nostrils.
"Nah, bhumfed imfo Eban. Whadd ar ya doin here?" he asked.
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"Of course." Nataly answered as Lucille ran to an injured boy arther on the street. Wait, he looked familiar, too! Wasn't it the first year Revenclaw boy she talked to on the train? She didn't remember his name, though. She looked at him with worry. He looked pained.
"Err... Are you alright? You're bleeding." she asked him loudly across the street.
Nataly, where are your manners?! she thought in self-anger.
Just as he thought there couldn't be anything worse than meeting Lucille, another girl came in asking. Oh, nooo. He'd wail if he was alone.
"Ohhay," he greeted the girl, looking away as he pressed the tissue paper onto his nose,
"Yeah, yeah, aim awwight." goodness. He wished the weird talking would subside.