The last thing I saw last night were those two eyes and after that... Darkness took over.
"Uuuugghhhh..." I groaned. What do I feel so weak? As I finally lifted my heavy eye lids, I was blinded by white. Beep... Beep... Beep... What in the world is that annoying sound? Then my eyes shot opened and I fully woke up and formed a sitting position. I had to admit I panicked a bit. I looked at my surroundings, and realised I was in a hospital. How did I get here anyways? Then I remembered what happened yesterday. The last thing I knew was that I was poured with slime and shrieked to Luke, but after that my memory became fuzzy. I clearly remember there was something after that! I mean you can't create an image with only a few scattered jigsaw piece.
The next thing I knew was that there was a woman beside me. "How are you feeling?" she asked. She must be the nurse, I thought to myself. "I' fine thank you" I simply answered.
As she was about to turn around, I quickly replied "Wait!". She looked towards me again and simply asked "Can I help you with anything?". "Ummm... How did I get here?" I inquired. For a second she had a lost face and then she seemed to get an answer.
"You came here because your boyfriend seemed to notice that you were unconscious. He practically carried you like a princess." She answered. Wait WHAT! I was blushing hardcore, that I thought I'd faint again. I could see from the nurse face that she never saw such a blush in her life. "But I don't have a boyfriend! Could you please tell me how he looked like?!" I spat out. My blood started to boil and freeze at the same time.
"Let's see... Unfortunately I can't really tell you much about his face features because he was wearing a cap and sunglasses, but I can tell you he was quite tall, muscular and he even had the same uniform as yours." She said.
Great... A boy, who happened to go to my school, saved my stupid damn life and will be left unknown since nearly every one is taller and there are a ton of people who could carry me. This concerned me a bit because this might be shared to his friend. It'll spread wild fire and it will be horrendously embarrassing! Before I could thank her she left.
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I finally left the hospital and literally ran full pelt for the whole kilometre, and don't even get me started on how many times I had to ask for directions and get lost. I, luckily, still had my spare uniform in the wardrobe and changed into that. I quickly dumped the slimy one in the washing machine and went to brush my teeth. Who knew it was possible to get your uniform dirty twice in a day. Suddenly something crossed my mind.
Oh no, my bag isn't here! I probably lost it when I fell unconscious. Stupid unknown guy, it would've been better if you at least left it by me in the patient room!
I don't have time to go back, I told myself. So I only packed a few money, pencils and my keys and left, locking the door. I looked at my watch to know how much time I had. I had 10 minutes! I might have time to make it. I ran pass gates, houses, people, pets, and other things that in front of me.
~*****~
Finally I made! With 5 minutes to get ready as well. I finally arrived to my locker at to my surprise my bag was there! I threw my hands up and cheered while hugging the bag. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Then I noticed a pink note and read it.
'Hi~
I'm sure this bag belongs to you malady.
You must be the transfer student that my best friend talked about.
I can already see that your quite famous here.
You're Alice Grace right?
Also don't bother thanking me in person, I'm always surrounded by people.
Anyways, C ya!
From ****
P.S : You're not alone.I giggled at the note he boy seemed to be nice. It really sucked that his name was smudged, and because of that I don't know who he is. But then I read the last part again and few of the jigsaw pieces were found.
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