Clank. Step. Flinch. Swing. Clank. Step. Flinch. Swing.
Daphne sighed as she leant onto her crutch. It had been almost a week since she'd broken her pelvis, and she was quickly growing tired of not being able to walk without some sort of support. In fact, she'd grown so bored at home, what with having difficulty doing anything aside from sitting and watching t.v./reading/playing on the computer that she was almost excited to get back to school. And, yes. When I say that having a broken pelvis makes everything hard, I mean everything. I'd like to see you try getting into a shower without putting all your weight on your foot at some point.
The classroom had a darkened air to it when she entered. Daphne hobbled her way to the back where her four friends, Vivian, Jen, Eric and Jake were sitting. They all glanced up as she stopped by her desk.
"Jesus, Daph!" Eric gasped, looking her up and down, "What the hell did you do?"
"Cracked my pelvis whilst wrestling with a bear." Daphne chuckled as Jen moved from her seat so that she could sit down.
Daphne glanced around at the gloomy room, her eyebrows knitting together. "What's wrong with everyone?" she asked, before a bright smile crossed her face, "Is everyone just so depressed that I was gone for the past four days?" she stood up, wobbling slightly as she tried to keep all her weight on her right foot, "Don't worry, folks! Your great queen is back!"
Most of the class turned around at the sound of her voice. Smiles then began to grace some of their faces where frowns had been set before. But it still didn't take away much of the tensed feeling that spread throughout the room.
Daphne pouted, before sitting back down and turning to her friends, "Seriously, though, what's up with everyone? They're all acting as if they've seen a ghost."
"A new kid came in on Monday." Vivian explained, "Everyone is afraid of him."
Daphne raised an eyebrow at her, "What do you mean?" she asked, "Did he threaten anyone?"
Vivian shook her head, "No. Actually, he hasn't said anything in the past four days, it's just… um…." she trialed off, putting a hand to her chin as if trying to think of how to describe this new boy that apparently had everyone on their knees begging for mercy.
Daphne pursed her lips as Vivian continued to think. After a few minutes, she turned to Jake brushing her golden hair out of her eyes as she did so, "What's his name?" she asked.
"Leo Armstrong." Jake shuttered, "And he has the fiercest glare I've ever seen in my entire life."
That was saying something. Jake used to be in a gang until he'd met Jen and fallen in love with her. Then he began to see the errors of his way and quit. So, the fact that the new boy even freaked him out was really… well… freaky.
"I think you mean scary." Jen shuttered, "I wouldn't touch that boy with a ten-foot pole."
Daphne shot her a glare, "That's mean, Jen."
Jen shook her head, "You haven't seen him yet, Daphne. Believe me, he's scary as shit." then she gasped, her eyes wide.
Daphne stiffened as she felt the air in the room change. Instead of the tense, scared feeling it had held when she first walked in, it now felt terrified and trapped.
Slowly, Daphne turned around to see a boy with shaggy black hair and brown eyes that were narrowed into a glare. And that glare was directed straight at her.
This must've been Leo. Still, despite the glare and air that pulsed around her, Daphne didn't feel afraid. He hadn't done anything to hurt her, yet, so why should she be?
"Oh, no!" a boy named Phil gasped from the other side of the room, "Daph! You're sitting in his spot! Move!"
"She can't move, you dumbass!" a girl named Carol hissed, "Don't you see the crutches? She's hurt!"
"So? A little pain is better than whatever he's gonna do to her!"
But Leo just continued to glare down at her as people talked, cried, argued, and gasped. Then, after about thirty seconds, he turned on his heel and marched off, out of the room.
"He did that on the first day, too." Eric breathed, "He just sat down for a minute or so, then barged out after people started talking about him and didn't come back for the rest of the period."
Daphne shot her friends a glare, before grabbing her crutches, "You guys are jerks." she grumbled, "He probably went to the roof. I'm going after him."
"No, Daph!" Vivian gasped, "You're already hurt! Don't let him hurt you more!"
Daphne rolled her eyes, "Don't worry, you guys, I'll be fine."
It was just pure luck that the school elevator went all the way to the roof. Otherwise Daphne would've had to climb a horrible amount stairs to get to her destination which wouldn't have been good on her hip. She glanced around the elevator to see Leo leaning on the railing that bordered the edge of the roof.
She bit her lips as a sigh escaped his throat. She suddenly felt very guilty, though for what, she wasn't sure. She hadn't done anything wrong, had she? After all, students were allowed up on the roof, though nobody was there seeing as 1st period was starting and even the occasional skippers seemed to be gone-afraid of the black haired boy. Her, on the other hand, was less afraid and more… entranced.
His hair was blowing back away from his face which, even though she couldn't see it, she was guessing was formed into a saddened expression. After all, who wouldn't be at least a little depressed if everyone in their new school hated them? Unless, of course, he was trying to push everyone away and was glaring on purpose. Which wouldn't have surprised her, seeing as she, herself had those times where she just wished people would leave her alone.
She took a step forward, momentarily forgetting about her pelvis, and let out a cry as she put too much weight on her left foot. Pain shot through her left side causing her cry to grow higher until it was more of a yelp. The crutches fell from her hands as she collapsed to the ground, clutching at her thigh and whimpering.
After a minute, the pain had dwindled down to just a slight ache. Still, Daphne thought it was probably best to not try and move it.
Then she remembered that she wasn't alone. She glanced up to see Leo staring at her, his dark eyes narrowed into slits.