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Chazz stared dully at the teacher. He was bored of the class and it was only second period. The guy from that morning didnt leave his mind, he was still confused why this guy was so hurt.

Did they talk before?
No way hes new here..

Did he know him on the streets? Ex boyfriend?
No way he'd know right?
Chazz chewed his pencil for an answer. His thoughts were interrupted when the bell rang. He sighed and stood, wishing he asked to never go to school again, and say that school was the reason...not her. Chazz sighed at the thought of his mother, he missed her a lot, but felt he was over reacting.

Chazz felt a weird wave of fear. Chazz stood abruptly and looked around. Everyone turned to look at him.

"Whats wrong with him?"

"Does getting shot if the head fuck you up that badly?"

Chazz took a handful of his hair and tugged.
"I...I need to..go to the nurse please." He walks out without getting an answer, ignoring the teacher calling after him.
Chazz held onto the wall, wobbling slightly, his vision becoming blurry and images flashing in his mind. Suchas blood, pills, a gun, and doctors.

Chazz only lets out a weak whimper before collapsing. Hearing nothing but the teachers voice and students gathering around. That was all he remembered.

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Char tapped impatiently, waiting for her brother to awake as she texted her father on the situation.

Dad
What do you mean he fainted?

Me
Excatly what
I just said.
Dad
I knew it was a bad idea..

Char looked at her bother, worries and anxiety rushing over her. She remembers when she found her brother bleeding on the ground, she felt..useless, helpless. All she could do was scream and cry. She knows cpr and how to stop bleeding, hell she wants to be in the medical field. But she couldn't even help her brother.

She took her brothers hand and choked out some words.

"I love you.." was all she could say.
"Never forget, I'm here for you..we're twins remember..?"
She chuckled to herself remembering when they were little chasing each other. A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts.

"U...uhm hello?..I heard people saying that chazz...p..passed out is he ok?" A feminine shaped boy croaked out. He was shivering from Char's intense glare.
"Yea he did? What you wanna talk shit to." She said in a defensive matter.
The boy panicked and quickly put his hands up in surrender.
"No no! I was worried about him thats all!"
Char stared at the boy more carefully, the boy had a skirt on with a sweater that said "Oppai" on it, with twinkle toes on.

Char scoffed, "what the hell are you? Five years old? Who the fuck wears twinkle toes?"
The boy's face twisted into a sour look and he huffed.

"Me! I love twinkle toes for your information, i have the latest pair! They are in fact very comfortable and light." He said in a sassy tone.

Char only stared in confusion, "what if your name anyway?"

The boy felt more confident and stood his ground. "My name is Zen! And if you're looking for a fight, I know kung fu!" He said with fire in his eyes.

Char giggled more then she intended to. She held her stomach, as she laughed, pink dusting her cheeks.

She wiped a tear and sighed, "I like you," she said refreshed, "I like you're adittude anyway."

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