Oh, what the...
<SMACK!!>
<Boy A stumbles backwards, as my palm strikes him across the cheek. He stares at me for a few seconds, completely bewildered.>
"That's ENOUGH!! First you cut the cheese in the middle of class, embarrassing us both. Then you leap right out through the goddamn window, and now you're treating me like I'M the crook around here, even trying to set the cops on me! Are you completely off your rocker or something!?"
<I breathe heavily for a few seconds, calming myself down, and reach a hand out towards him. The police officers hadn't heard Boy A's exclamation and had instead entered the nearby donut shop, so we're all alone on the street.>
"Your leg seems to be broken, or sprained at the very least. You're insane, running around on it like that. Can you take my hand and I'll walk you to my house; I'll try to put a splint on it and call the ambulance for you."
Edited by Horn, 23 March 2014 - 11:03 PM.