I Put the Badboy in Crutches

Imagine this...
You are driving around minding your own business when out of no where someone decides to use the crosswalk.
Stupid? Trust me, I know.
Now, believe me when I say I hit the brake, just not soon enough, and hit the pedestrian.
Wait it gets worse, I broke his leg.
Hold on, believe it or not it gets even worse.
The idiot pedestrian happened to be Mathew Colins.
The Badboy.
Can I just say one thing?
Oh...shit.
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"Well crap." I said looking at the Mathew who was lying in front of my car on the as-fault. I don't exactly know how to act when you hit someone with your car. Freak out? Me? I'm pretty sure I went into shock, and apparently when I am in shock things tend to tumble out of my mouth without me thinking. Hence why I was unable to stop my next question "What are you?Suicidal? Who walks into oncoming traffic?"
Rude to say to someone I just hit with my car?
I've realized, but didn't his parents ever teach him to look both ways. Or you know maybe wait his turn.
He shot me a glare as he grimaced reminding me he was still in pain. "Oh right, I'm going to go call an ambulance."
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Mathew Colins was the boy fathers warn their daughters about. Known for his tarnished reputation, and record high school suspensions, ranging from getting high in the bathroom, drinking, or even banging teachers for a passing grade. If there is one thing Harley McKinnley was not planning on doing her senior year, was pissing him off. However, she managed to do just that.
How exactly?
She hit him with her car.

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