Ezra
One moment I was mocking Eleanor for losing, and the next, she was been slammed hard to the ground with so much force, I heard her hip pop.
I dropped rushed towards her, pushing through the students that immediately rushed around her.
She had an arm over her face, her bottom lip drawn in between her teeth, with a small drop of blood sliding down her chin.
“Oh my goodness! I’m so sorry, Eleanor!” Jasmine sounded almost at the verge of tears as she rushed to her side.
I dropped to my knees, and reached for her, trying to check which hip the pop came from.
“I’m fine.” she hissed, her face turning red pretty fast from where the ball hit her.
“Don’t be stubborn, beetle. And tell me where it hurts!” I mindlinked her.
“I swear I didn’t think the ball will hit you that hard. Oh, Alph
