Chapter 10 - Girl On Wheels... Literally

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And I am back once again. Here to make life miserable.

Anyway, let us begin.

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"Uh... Hi."

Taker greeted this new girl with a wave. He stayed leaning against the wall.

"Hello." The girl greeted back.

She didn't seem to happy that she was here.

To say Taker was little surprised was actually accurate.
He wasn't totally caught off guard, just that state of surprise where you go "huh, didn't see that comin" and move on.

The girl had longish brown hair going barely past her shoulders. Her eyes were a light blue and she wore the typical girls school uniform only she didn't wear the skirt. She wore pants.

The thing that he didn't expect, was for her to be in a wheelchair.

"Nice to meet ya. Zane Taker." He introduced himself and held out a hand to her for her to shake it.

"... Hana Suzuki..." She just stated her name.

She left him hanging.

"Right. So, you want me to show you around the school or should we ditch? Probably shouldn't because Sona would kill me, but whatever." He asked her.

She just gave a very slight nod.

"Alright. Let's go. You uh... Need any help?" He asked.

She looked away.

"I'm fine by myself."

"Ok. Just say it if you need help."

He walked on, not noticing her slightly glaring at the back of his head after he said that.
She reluctantly followed behind him.
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"Ight. So then we got the SCR. Student Council room. That's where the being known as Sona dwells. Only enter her domain if you're daring enough." He said as the two passed that door.

"Shut up Taker." They heard Sona call out.

He turns to face the girl. He sees she's a tad slower than when they started. She stops to hold her wrists.

Without another word, Taker makes his way around behind her and starts to push her along.

"What are you doing?" She asked him.

"I'm helping." He stated, like that was obvious.

"I said I didn't need help!" She argued. She looked down. "I'm not completely useless."

"And no one said you were. I'm just thinking that you could focus on learning the layout of the school and I can focus on pushing you along." He explained.

She seemed to calm a little, then she sighed.

"I guess that's fine."

They continued the tour, getting around to different rooms to show her around the place and get her familiar.

"So. If it ain't too sensitive... Why are you in a wheelchair?" He asked. "I'm not asking for a backstory, before you try to say it's not my business. I'm just asking what the problem is. That's all."

She seemed glad that he didn't want to pry. At least he wasn't rude.

"I'm paralysed from the waist down." She explained plainly.

"Right. Anyway, we got done with this level. Onto the next floor which is just up..... the...... stairs...."

They both stared at the stairs.

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