A New Hair Style

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Still January 25th 2008

I awoke in a pile of rubble. I pushed some rubble off me. My ears were ringing. I tried standing up, but my whole body ached. My ears were working a little, and I heard people yelling my name. I hear Jenny yelling Henry's name. I looked at my clothes. They were ripped up. I tried standing up again, but failed. My ears had fully started working again. I looked around, but dust still filled the air. I looked next to me and I saw Henry wasn't that far away from me. It looked like he was breathing, but I had no strength to get over to him. I looked up to see a dark figure in a window of the building next to where the hotel had been. Christina, I whispered to myself.

She caused all this. I will find her again. I looked up at her figure again to see her crouching down. She was setting a bomb. I turned away as I just needed to forget her for now. I heard voices of the RP's everywhere. Finally, I saw a figure in front of me. It was Victor. Victor turned around and yelled to the rest of the group. They all ran over, and lifted me up. They were all asking questions about my health and if I was ok. I didn't respond. I had no strength to. But they saw my open eyes and how I was looking around as that I was at least alive. Jenny ran away to me to get Henry.

Victor and Tony, who were helping me stand, let me go, as they didn't know I was weak. I started falling down, but Tony caught me in the nick of time. Victor helped me back up. They apologized, and I just shook my head yes. I look over to see Henry getting up, very weakly and obviously hurt. Jenny then pulled him up and kissed him on the lips. He had a shocked face at first then closed his eyes. I looked away. They deserve privacy. Victor and Tony helped me get out of the wreckage. I heard the rest of them murmuring to each other. They escorted me to a bench. It was actually surprisingly comforting despite it's metallic look.

Jenny was helping Henry over, and Tony ran over and helped Henry too. They sat Henry on the bench next to me. At that point I was feeling like I was gonna faint. I had remembered my head pain, and it was even more worse than before. They saw that I was starting to close my eyes, and I was leaning my head back. Henry didn't look that bad. Nathan was standing next to me and it was the first complete sentence that I could actually comprehend and understand.

"Why are the roots of your hair orange?" He asked.

It was such a weird question that I didn't acknowledge it at first. Then I started thinking about the orange bolt that was shot at me. The pain in the top of my head. I thought I was going crazy.

"Epic?" Nathan asked, trying to get my attention.

Finally I turned towards him and gave him a really confused face. My face told him that I have no idea. He looked back at me with worry. Then I put my head back down as the pain hit again. I held the top of my head as Jenny approached me and checked my legs and arms and chest for an cuts, injuries. She found a few scrapes and a bad cut on my leg. She started washing it, and then wrapping my leg in gauze. I thanked her as she cleaned up my face too.

"You're welcome, Epic." Jenny said.

She finished up and then walked away. She sat next to Henry, and they began talking about something. Nathan stayed by my side. He kept staring at my hair, but obviously wasn't trying to. I then fainted from the intense pain.

I awoke on the bench again. I noticed that there were less buildings. Kind of a lot of the buildings had fallen. The city area where we were was basically open. I just saw a small store on the corner with one old man staring at a wall of pictures drinking a juice of some sort, could have been beer even. Jenny, Henry, Nathan, Tony, Joe, Elesa, and I were the only ones there. The rest weren't there. I had no strength to question their disappearance.

The pain has mostly gone away. It was just like a feeling of soreness on me now. Nathan had taken a seat between Henry and I. He sometimes looked over at me and gave a worried face. I tried giving him a reassuring smile, but my face's muscles were in a frozen state.

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