Liam, Hayden, and I watch as Mr. Yukimura and Olivia helped Scott carry Tracy's body out of the History classroom, seeing that Stiles and Malia were already waiting for them at the end of the hallway before quickly running out of the school.
"She wasn't even supposed to be in our class," Hayden muttered, breaking my stares away from the door. "Where are they taking her?"
"Uh..." I trail off, looking to Liam for help.
"The hospital, I guess." He shrugged and his gaze lands on Hayden's bloody wrist. "Do you need help getting to the nurse's office?"
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"I think I'll make it." Hayden remarked with a bit of sass before walking off in a different direction.
Liam shook his head with annoyance before looking at me. "What about you?"
I move my hand away from my arm, seeing that it was still bleeding but not as bad as before. "I think I should go too. I'll just rinse it off in the bathroom or something." I cover it with my hand once more. "Text me if there are any updates."
"Will do." He said before we split off.
I make my way over to the nearest restroom, avoiding any contact with anyone since I didn't want them to see. I push open the door and walk over to the sink, seeing Hayden already trying to scrub off the blood with a look of discomfort.
"You sure you're okay?" I softly asked which causes her to look up.
"What's it to you?" She retorted. "You think I'm some sort of child that can't clean up their injuries?"
"No, no!" I awkwardly clear my throat. "It's just, I wanted to check-in. Tracy's nails were pretty sharp so..." I try to explain as I unzipped my backpack, pulling out my notebook for our previous class. "Anyway, I saw that some of the grey stuff got on your notes that fell on the floor so if you want, you can come over at my house tonight and go over what we learned today. Like a study session."
She finishes rinsing off her arm and dries her hands with a paper towel. "I can't." She muttered.
My face flushed in embarrassment. "Oh, sorry. To make it easier, you can just borrow my notes and give them back tomorrow."
"I'm busy tonight so I can't give it back tomorrow." She throws away the paper towel and tried to step around me but I step in front of her.
"Then just give it back once you finish." I hold out my notebook. "I already understand the concepts so I'll be fine."
A look of hesitation crosses her expression until she reluctantly grabbed the notebook from my hands. "Thanks." She quietly answered. She walks around me to head to the exit and opens the door, but stops midway from leaving. She turns to look at me with an uneasy expression. "I-I would've come over to your place but...I have a shift at Sinema tonight."
