Annabelle winced as she fell back on her bum. Getting back up, she frowned. She knew he didn't mean it. She held her hand out to help him up, " Im okay. Are you? "
Takes her hand- yea om fine...sorry again. Gotta look out more often..-random kid bumps past me and I give him a cold glare-
Annabelle let go of his hand once he was up, " You should be more careful. ", She replied and walked away. She past Zero, looking at him for a second.
Zero: -puts brass knuckles-mess with any of the students here and I will show what an actual nightmare is like-walks away passing Annabelle-
Annabelle arched an eyebrow, noticing his brass knuckles. She didn't even realize she was staring until a few girls passing by giggled. Turning away, she headed off to her next class : Home economics
Annabelle slips in to class, setting her bag down against the wall. She placed her apron on and joined the class in making cinnamon swirl bread. She couldn't understand why, but she got the weird feeling of being watched.
Annabelle glanced over her shoulder. Not seeing anyone looking in her direction. She cleaned up once the bread was made and class was dismissed. Setting the bread in tin foil. She grabbed her bag and headed out to lunch.
Annabelle took a seat after getting lunch. Sitting at a table by the wall. She saw Zero walk in, watching him quietly.
Annabelle lowered her gaze. Eating some of her lunch. She abruptly got up, grabbed her bag and headed outside.
Annabelle stopped right at the door leading outside. Staring in surprise at the football player laying on the ground. She shifts her gaze to Zero.