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Auroras head pounded. Last night she had barley gotten any sleep. All she kept thinking about was how Kamala Khann had superpowers, and how she almost killed her best friend. The iced latte in her hand was on the verge of spilling all over her. She kept her head down, just focusing on getting to her class. Auroras face was makeup free, and sweats cladded her body. She looked like shit to say the least.
"Aurora hey!" Kamala called as she walked past. Auroras eyes darted to her and then back in front. She walked quickly, trying to avoid a conversation. All around her Zoe's voice played from the live stream she was holding in her car. It reminded her that she herself almost was decapitated.
Aurora found a nearby bathroom. She opened the door quickly rushing to the sink. Her backpack drooped from her shoulder as her fingers gripped the sink in front of her. She let out a shaky breath, May 4th 2012 flashing behind her eyelids.
Tears streamed down her little face as the room began to shake. Portraits began to fall from the walls, shattering as they hit. Her dad was nowhere to be seen, and the building was seemingly tumbling down. Her eyes caught the door. She ran as fast as her little legs would carry her, only tripping over the exit. Someone grabbed her arm, pulling her up. He wrapped his arm around her, ushering her away from the collapsing building. The man was clad in a blue suit, a sleek metal shield, against his side. She was safe, and Aurora knew it now.
Taking in a sharp breath, Aurora peered into the mirror. She splashed cool water on her face, before straightening up and leaving the bathroom.
"We need to talk." Bruno spoke as soon as she left the room. He and Kamala were lent against the wall, clearly waiting for her to exit. Aurora sighed, adjusting her bag.
"Look, nows not a good time." She told them. Kamala and Bruno exchanged a glance, they didn't think Aurora would be this hard.
"How about in the theater after lunch?" Kamala suggested hopefully. Aurora bit her lip. She wasn't getting out of this.
"Okay, fine."
"Okay great!" Kamala cheered. Aurora inhaled sharply, quickly leaving. Bruno watched as she did, concern ridden on his face. He had never seen Aurora this bad, I mean she didn't look bad, she could never. She just looked exhausted. Bruno placed his hand on Kamala's shoulder, telling her he would be right back. Bruno sped walk down the hall after the girl.
"Rory!" He called. She stopped, turning to look at him. Her brows furrowed as he approached her. "Are you okay?" He asked. She tried to shake her head yes, but her head betrayed her as she shook it no. "Do you wanna talk about it?" Aurora didn't respond. She was completely taken aback. Usually she asked others if they wanted to talk about it, not the other way around. Bruno read her eyes. He took her hand and dragged her into an abandoned classroom.
"Bruno-" he placed his fingers to her lips, gesturing that she sat in the chair. Aurora froze at the contact. Her palms begun to sweat and stomach twisted into knots.
