I turn off my phone and take my warm shower. I nearly fell asleep getting out, and almost fell, which woke me up right away. I shake my head to wake up and put on my pajamas back on. I go into bed, and throw my blanket on me, and snuggle into it. I had enough problems today! I'll deal with them tomorrow! Good thing I didn't have to go to the pack meeting! I would've frozen.
I wake up, so tired, so nauseous, I could barely sit up straight. I get up and get ready. I put on some cover up, to cover my darker eye circles, and head downstairs, not bothering with anything else. I didn't want to sweat off anything, I'd look disgusting! After eating my regular breakfast sandwich, I head to the garage. I wasn't going to take the bus today! One more month and school was OUT! I wasn't going to be heard of after high school, as the girl that 'didn't pass her drivers test', because I took the bus. Okay, not going to happen. One more month for that drama, and then after that, eight more months of this drama. I turn on the car, whispering softly for it to hurry. Well, I'd say the car listened. I pull my sweatshirt closer to me and begin driving. I arrive to school, to see a whole bunch of students in a circle, around someone. I open my eyes wider, this must've been serious, I mean, there were kids yelling. I park the car, very closely to the 'incident' and head out. I stuff the car keys in my bag, and jog over. "What happened?" I whisper to someone, at that point, I didn't care who I was talking to. The girl turns around. "I don't know, that's probably why we're all here!" She says. I roll my eyes, and walk closer, trying to slide past people. I approach to the front, finally, to see a boy! On the floor! With blood! All over his neck/face. He was in pain. I slide toward him on my knees. "Are you okay?!" I say, terrified. I turn to everyone. "Someone call 911!" I scream. I check my own phone. I had a text message, which I didn't really care about then, and I dial 911 myself. "9-1-1 Emergency, how may we help you?" A woman answers. "There is a boy, at La Push High School, he is slit in the throat is all I can see." I say. He struggles to say something. "Come on! Hang in there!" I say to him. "Alright, stay with me on the line, there's an ambulance coming now." She says. After about two minutes later, about four ambulances and four police cars show up. I had blood on my hands from trying to help him. I didn't even know who he was, but he had scared me half to death, that I felt if someone was dying in front of you, you should help them the best you can! I get asked questions, and I tell them this as well. School was canceled that day, and till further notice.
