{4} The madness of life.

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Raven's POV

The next morning I was happy to find Skye had dropped the argument. I didn't want to bring it back up either, But there was nothing else I could do, Because I had to make sure we weren't going to that idiotic Host Club today. I looked in the mirror, putting my hair up into side braid. When I exited the room, I wasn't surprised to find Skye's hair like mine. The only difference was her's was on the right. I looked up at Skye because she was standing on a chair, attempting to reach something in a cabinet. I hate to amit it, But we were pretty short. Like maybe, just possibly 4'11.

"Whatcha looking for?" I asked her slowly.

"A band-aid." She smiled sheepishly.

"What for?" I asked walking back to my room. Surprisingly enough, I kept a box of band-aid's on my shelf.

"I accidentally cut my hand when I was cutting an apple. I'm fine though." She stated, stepping off the chair. I heard her dragging the chair back to the table. I dug through my bag on my shelf and finally found the box. I took out two just in case. They were neon colors, And had patterns on them.

"You sure?" I asked handing her a band-aid. I then noticed her hand was wrapped up in several paper towels. "Did you really need that many?"

"Heh." She giggled slightly. I watched as she peeled the towels off, revealing a gash from the corner of her wrist back to the bottom of her thumb. I felt my stomach churn as blood dripped down her arm. I hated blood. I almost considered it a fear. Especially when it was on Skye.

"S-sorry!" She cried turning around. I shivered slightly, remembering how she needed a band-aid. This was going to take more than a band-aid. I held my breath as I gave her a towel.

"Wrap it up. We'll go to the school nurse, ok?" I said heading towards the door.

"Yea-Thanks. If you really don't want to, we dont have to go to the Host club." I heard her say. I noticed the glimpse of sadness in her voice and sighed.

"We can if you want to. I've decided to give those idiotic players a slight chance." I whispered walking up to her. I saw a smile appear on her face and smiled along with her.

"Thanks!" She gushed and went in for a hug, But I turned away quickly, Not wanting to see her arm. I walked towards the door, hoping she wouldn't take it the wrong way.

"Let's go you klutz." I sighed,as she tripped over the chair and began to giggle. I smiled as she got up and we walked to the dor.

"Okie Dokie!" She nodded walking towards the door, Bag in hand. I followed her holding my bag too. She seemed awfully happy for someone with a 3 inch gash in their hand.

"Are you ok?"" I questioned as we closed thee door behind us.

"Uh-Huh." She said as she stumbled again.

"Are you sure?"

"Just a lil' Dizzy is all. I'm fine. Don't worry!" She reassured me. That worried me. She was dizzy. I decided to carry her to the school on my back, Which would've worked if we weren't the same height.

"I'm fine Rave!" She argued as I tried to pick her up. Soon I realized how big of a fuss we were making over this. I looked up and realized there were a few people staring. Soon a pair of familiar red-heads walked by. Well I guess it was more of a pink, But you get it.

"Need some help?" They asked simultaneously.

"No." I declined quickly.

"Oh, Come on." One said. I think it was Hikaru.

"Whats wrong with your arm?" The other asked.

"Nothing. Go away." I sighed.

"We want to help!" They begged pulling on my arm. I smacked there hands and pulled Skye onto my back. I attempted to walk away like nothing was wrong, But Skye was a replica of me. I felt like falling forward, and just as I was about to do so, I felt her weight lighten. I turned around quickly, Hoping she hadn't fallen. I can't say I wasn't surprised to find a Golden eyed boy standing there. Because, truth be told, I was.

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