I am unable to tell you the exact happenings of the fight; just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes. All I can tell you is that I now have an arm encrusted with deep, blood caked indents and within that arm, a bone of many pieces. I had to stay overnight in the hospital as the injury was so severe. I am in serious pain from if all but thankfully one positive came out of the event; Leondre didn't get hurt anymore than he already had. I can honestly say that I am so happy that I was the one who ended up with the worst damage. I would never be able to forgive myself if he had suffered the most.
It comes to my attention that I haven't seen or heard of Leondre since the fight; 2 days ago. I need to know he is coping alright with all that's happening. Suddenly, a figure matching that of Leondre scurries past me, carrying a microphone. I presume it is Leondre. I mean, nobody else at our school has a figure the same as his. He's most likely heading to the studio; that's where we record all of our songs - for both entertainment and educational purposes.
I wait a few minutes; just to make sure that it does not look like I am following him. After the wait, I begin my leisurely stroll to the studio, I cannot walk too fast or else when I find him if will seem fake and therefore staged. During the stroll, I place my hand in my trouser pocket and I feel an unfamiliar object. Confused, I whip it out of my pocket and remember; this is Leondre's necklace and I desperately need to give it to him.
Upon sight of the studio, I see Leondre. No bullies are there either which is a relief. He's stood facing the microphone, and looks ready to record something. I gently open the door, I don't want to scare him or make him think that they are here again. He looks shocked as I walk in yet I can see the relief in his eyes; we may have had a shaky start, but he knows that I am not a bully. I want to help him. I do not intend to hurt him.
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Shining Star
FanfictionThe new boy at school had a tough time but you were the only person there for him. Once he got famous you barely spoke until you met him one day at one of his CD signings...