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"He just fucking sat there next to me and let the dummy bleed out." Justin Foley explained to his girlfriend, Elizabeth Jensen, as they stood at her locker. In gym class, they were doing drills about how to bandage wounds and fight back against anyone who were to enter their school with malicious intent. Apparently, Clay Jensen had not done very well. "I fucking screamed at him to help me, but he just stared at his hands covered in fake blood."
Elizabeth sighed as she shut her locker. "He has a lot going on, okay?"
"The only thing he had going on was two weeks ago when he fucking crashed Zach's car and left him for dead." Justin retorted. After the Find Your Drink Party, Zach let Clay drive his car because Clay had sex, and he crashed it. Zach had broken his arm.
"Just calm down about Clay, please." Elizabeth crossed her arms over her chest. "I know he's been a lot lately, but I'm sure things will slow down for him soon, and he'll be alright."
Justin shrugged, leaning his back against a locker. "Whatever you say, babe." He pressed his lips against Elizabeth's forehead. "Are we still on for movie night tonight?" Elizabeth nodded. The two of them had told each other they would take a break from all the drama on Thursday night and watch some scary movies together. Thursday was that day. "I gotta get to class, but I'll see you later." Elizabeth watched as her boyfriend left her in the hallway. She had a free period, and she felt like spending it in the photography lab. There was no reason why. She just wanted to be there.
She set her bag down on the chair and sat down at the table, taking out of chemistry binder to finish the homework that was due the next period. Her ears perked up when she heard the door open. She looked behind her and saw Zach Dempsey. "Hey." She sent him a soft smile before turning back to her work.
"Hey, 'Liza." Zach spoke as he sat down next to her. "Did you just feel like spending your free period in here, too?" The girl just nodded in response. "Great minds think alike."
"I'm sorry about your arm." Elizabeth did not look up from her work as she spoke. "But I'm more sorry about your car. That shit must have been expensive."
Zach sighed, leaning his elbows on the table. "If I never have to see your brother again, everything will be fine."
Elizabeth looked up at Zach and furrowed her eyebrows. "You don't mean that."
"Oh, I do." Zach chuckled. "That little shit just fucks everyone's lives up and doesn't care."
"He cares." Elizabeth states, devoting her attention back to her homework.
