The love that never was

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The day pasted quickly and soon the students were returning to their dorms or going home. Xi was walking back to his room with Odd jr when he saw Angela leaning against her mothers car waiting for her. She saw him and waved for him to come over to her.

Both Odd jr and Xi walked over to her and she asked, " How was your day."

" Alright I suppose, yours," Xi answered, noticed how much she had improved.

" I'm better. Just waiting for my mom. She said she forgot something in her office in the science department. It's been ten minutes, what could be taking her?" Then Xi looked up for moment and saw smoke floating over head. It was pitch black smoke that was coming from somewhere on campus.

" There's a fire." Xi said pointing above them.

" Where's it coming from?" Odd jr asked moving towards the campus. The three began to run toward the campus which the was beginning to crowd with people who noticed the smoke. A minute later they found the source. The science department. It was in flames. No emergency vehicle's had arrived yet, the fire seemed to have just been noticed.

They pushed their way to the front of crowd and Xi saw a teacher and asked," Is anyone in there?"

" Yes, Mrs. Belpois."

" My moms in that!" Angela shouted at the teacher.

Xi ran for the building and the teacher shouted," Mr. Stern, you can't go over there."

" Try me." Xi shot back and tried to open the front door. He gripped the handle only to find out how hot it was and instantly let it go and shouted in pain, kicking the door and looking around for another entrance. Next to the door was a window and Xi looked around for something to break it. Behind him was a large branch that had fallen off a nearby tree. Xi grabbed the branch and swung it hard at the window. It gave the glass a giant crack that repaired itself after the blow Xi had just given it.

" What the hell?" Xi felt where he had hit the glass, not even a scratch. He swung again, and again, and again, but the glass just kept fixing itself. He knew what it meant; xana didn't want Aelita to be saved. He swung a fifth time and the branch broke and the glass fixed itself again. Dropping the half of the branch on the ground and sliding down the wall as the school watched his desperation. Thinking hard and fast, he had an idea, it could have been better but it was short notice.

Xi ran twenty feet away from the building and made a mad dash towards the window, then dove, smashing through the window and hitting the floor in the room scrapping his arm on glass. His arms were bleeding but it was minor scratches, his upper right arm had a piece of glass sticking out of it. Carefully he pulled it out and threw it to the ground. He felt blood running down his face and he felt the source was above his right eye. It was a fairly deep gash but he had to press on.

The fire was everywhere and Xi had to keep low just to breath from the thick smoke. He moved through the main hall checking the room numbers, thinking she'd probably be in her room. The door was shut, but it was weak, so he kicked the door knob and the door swung open and Xi was hit by an extremely hot wave of heat that drove him back. He smashed the glass of a fire extinguisher and shot it the room clearing a path as he moved.

" Mrs. Belpois!" Xi shouted. He found her under a shelf that had fallen and ran over to her. She was still alive, but unconscious.

Xi lifted the shelf off her and dragged her out of the room. Beams of the roof were starting to fall, so now dragging her wasn't quick enough. He lifted from under her and carried her on his back, moving towards the door that he hoped he could get through. The door was to hot to touch, he had to get her out through the window. The smoke was starting to heavily effect Xi, he couldn't take this any longer. They reached the room with the broken window and realized he couldn't carry her out. Standing next to the edge he pulled her off and placed her outside of the window, and pulled himself outside and fell to the ground.

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