As time ticked away Ian had begun to worry more about Lewanna. He didn't like not knowing what was wrong with her, even more now that he found out she had troubles at home. What could I even do to help her...I can't just kidnap her. He thought and frowned as he lent his head back to stare up at the ceiling before an idea crossed his mind. His only problem now was whether Lewanna would agree to the plan or run away from him as though he were crazy.

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Lewanna sat really still for a while, evening her breathing out. She stilled her shaking and calmed her heart rate. She glanced up at the clock, noting how there was about 5 minutes before algebra 2. She sighed gently, qiping the emotions from her face before she walked out of the library, grabbing her backpack and walking calmly through the halls, hearing the 'is that that girl that took on the 3 jocks?' And 'damn. She is scary.' And such like that as she walked to her Algebra class, slipping in and taking a seat after getting a soft 'welcome back' from the teacher. She as pretty sure the teachers where glad she had given the jocks a brating, even if she had gotten one too.

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When their class was finally let go Ian made a slow move towards his psychology class, glancing around the halls to see if he could catch a glimpse of Lewanna, but sighed when he hadn't seen her at all by time he reached the doors to his next class. He took his seat, frowning as he stared at the front of the class and waited for this one to end, a little glad that he'd be able to talk to Lewanna his next two classes.

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ULewanna sat gently in her classroom seat, staring upfront, but not really seeing. Her eyes scanned the classroom sometimes, a harsh glare shooting towards anyone that dared to look at her. She wasn't in the mood to pretend she was happy. Her teacher sent her sympathetic glances every once in a while, but she ignored it. Her glares where increased with her black eye, causing everyone to leave her alone. Her chest and wrist where killing her, since she was pretty sure her wrist was broken now and at least a couple of her ribs where cracked.

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Sometime during his class Ian had ended up falling asleep, his face buried in his arms and a small puddle of drool had started to form at the side of his mouth. Only when his psychology teacher prodded him in the back did he jump awake, eyes wide and alert as he stared up at the face of his teacher's stern look.

"Mr. Cross, I expect you to stay awake during my class, not lull yourself to sleep with my lectures!" The guy scolded, though Ian caught a glimpse of amusement in the older man's eyes when he noticed the pool of drool on the desk. "Get more sleep from now on. Next time I won't be so kind to you." He explained before heading to the front of the class to continue his lecture.

Ian let out a shaky sigh, wiping the corner of his mouth with his shirt sleeve before swiping his sleeve across his desk to take away the drool. "Great..." He grumbled under his breath, forcing his attention on the teacher.

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Lewanna rolled her eyes when one of the other students said something about the fight. It seamed a bunch of the students where praising her for sticking up for her friend. 'Isn't that something everyone would do.' She thought bitterly to herself, her anger radiating under the surface. She sighed as the bell rang, not to thrilled her next class was with Ian. She grabbed her stuff; walking through the hallways after getting her homework from the teacher for the days she missed.

She walked over to her art class, slipping into the room. She exchanged a small smile with the teacher before taking a seat in the back of the class, her sketchbook pulled out and her eyes stuck on it, only looking unto see the jock and his friends walk in. They cowered away some, the larger one sporting two nice black eyes.

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Ian pulled himself away from his seat and gathered his stuff up. Since he got to his first class he kept hearing murmurs about what happened three days ago, most of the people seemed to praise Lewanna. All except for the couple popular kids who scolded the action because she was sticking up for him. Ian rolled his eyes at the conversations he passed in the halls, some of the people looking his way before they went back to their business as he walked towards his art class.

When he stepped inside his eyes fell on the jocks who seemed to be keeping their eyes of Lewanna as she sat at the back of the class. He stifled a laugh as he hesitantly walked to where she was sitting and sat down beside her. "People have been talking about that fight as though you were some kind of hero you know." He mumbled, resting his head in his hand.

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Lewanna looked up gently when the door opened again, noting Ian walk in. She looked back at her sketchbook. She tilted her head gently when he spoke, shaking her head gently. "Some might think so." She said softly, keeping her eyes on her sketchbook. She fidgeted gently in her seat, the hard chair making it harder to breath. She looked up when the bell rang for class, the sudden noise causing her to jump lightly before she calmed down.

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Ian had spent the entire class worrying about Lewanna, glancing over to her every now and then as she fidgeted in her seat. When the bell rang he let out a sigh when she jumped before he stood up. "Wanna go to lunch together?" He asked quietly as stared down at her and smiled weakly.

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Lewanna almost jumped when he suddenly asked her a question. She smiled gently, nodding. "I wouldn't mind at all." She said softly, her eyes holding a little bit a joy, more the they had in a few days. She stood up and packed her stuff, walking out of the classroom and making sure Ian was there. She smiled gently. "I'm going to go to my locker. I'll meet you at the cafeteria." She said softly, smiling gently before heading down the hallway with her locker.

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Ian followed after Lewanna, only stopping when she said about going to her locker. "I'll see you up there then." He said as she walked towards her locker and walked to the cafeteria. He glanced back at the doors every now and then to keep an eye out for Lewanna as he stood in line to wait to get his food, smiling at the lunch ladies as he grabbed his food and walked over to an empty table.

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Lewanna skipped over to her locker, avoiding a huge group of jocks that looked like they where searching for someone. She opened her locked quickly, using her good hand to switch out her books so they would be ready after lunch. She left her backpack and grabbed her lunch she packed, closing her locker and walking to the cafeteria, her hood pulled up and her hair hidden, with her injured wrist resting in her hoodie pocket. She walked in, sitting down across from Ian.

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Ian had been busy eating to realize Lewanna sat down in front of him, only when he looked up from his food did he notice her. "You're getting sneakier by the day, you know that." He explained after swallowing down his food. "So how was that trip to your locker?" He asked as he took another bite of his food.

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Lewanna let a small smile into her face at his statement, shaking her head gently. "Just quieter." She said softly, pulling out sandwich and water. She looked slightly confused at his question. "Um, it was just a short walk, so nothing important happened." She took a bite of food, but her throat was pretty sore, causing it to be a little harder to swallow. Part of the reason her voice was hors and soft, and that she had a low turtkeneck shirt on was because their was a hand shaped bruise across her throat. She took a drink of water after swallowing her sandwich, covering her mouth and turning her head as she coughed a couple times. She looked back sheepishly. "Sorry. Something tried to down the wrong pipe."

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Ian nodded, smiling a little as he took a drink of his water before looking back down at his plate. He frowned, looking back up from eating when Lewanna began to cough. "You should be more careful you know." He said, pushing his empty plate to the side once he finished eating and stretched his arms out with a yawn. "So how's that wrist of yours? That jock grabbed it pretty hard...Did it heal up any since then?" He asked as he rested his elbows on the table.

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