Will Solace is the new kid at NYHS, and makes an unusual friend in Nico Di Angelo. Will, still denying his true feelings, is just trying to get by in life. Maybe with the help of a boy that he almost ran over...
Two class periods after math was art. I wasn't all that thrilled. I mean, art was okay. I have nothing against it, it's just, that I couldn't draw a good picture if my life depended on it.
Wandering down the halls of the foreign school, I can't help but think I need to do something for Nico. Maybe a gift or something. Maybe like a big card that says, "Sorry I Almost Killed You!" Yeah that sounds good. I'm gonna have it sing and everything. Maybe I should give it to him in private. He seems like a private kind of guy. But where would one get a large card? Maybe they sell them at Walmart, like in the card section? But will they have one that says that? Maybe I should look online for some sort of card personalization website or-
My thoughts were interrupted by slamming into something very small. I look down and see Nico, I just can't seem to stop almost killing him.
"Oh my god you fuc-" he stops when he looks up and sees me. A small smirk forms on his face. I haven't known him very long but I just know it's going to be some sort of wise ass comment.
"Oh my god Will, do you just hate me? I mean this is the second time in one day. Tell me what it is and we can just fight it out right here."
I start laughing at his stupid comment. "Okay smart-ass. You think you're so funny, you little hobbit. Don't you?" I ask him in a sarcastic tone. He just nods his head yes in a nonchalant way, shrugging. I just shove his head away and he stumbles back a bit. Now the next part is totally not my fault.
He crashes into a big senior dude who does not seem happy getting interrupted while flirting with a girl, (he was failing anyways) so he went all Hulk. So the jock throws him into the lockers head first. Which would have been completely funny had he not been curled up in pain on the floor right now.
My lifelong dream has always been to become a doctor. I watch Grey's Anatomy like a drug addict smokes crack, I have taken advanced courses over the summers, and at my old school they had a program specifically for students who wanted to work in the medical field. I graduated that program at the top of my class.
So when I saw his head go into the lockers at such a fast speed and such a strong force, I knew immediately that he'd have a concussion, or worse. As soon as he hit the ground I was by his side.
I start calling for help from teachers, students anyone who will listen. Immediately a teacher is near and I can hear her explain the situation into a phone. The boy who pushed Nico is staring at us with wide eyes, mouth hanging open.
"Oh my god. I'm gonna beat that bastards face in," he growls. Although he doesn't look all too threatening at the moment. He's clutching his head, still on the floor curled up like a bug.
"Trust me, I'm behind you a hundred percent just, maybe later. You just need to slowly sit up. Okay? Just take a deep breath and sit up." He takes a big breath in and tries to heave his body into the sitting position, but is struggling to do it on his own.
"Here take my hand," I offer to him. He just looks at my hand for a second before taking it and using his strength and a bit of help from me to sit up.
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