Anastasia:
My nose was broken. The bleeding has stopped now and it was covered with a mini bandage, but whenever I tried to move even in the slightest, the bandage shifted and caused pain to course through my nose and up my brain.
We were driving to school now but the car was deathly silent, Marsha focusing hard on driving, trying not to meet my eye.
I could tell that she felt guilty for my nose. It was written all over her, her hands now gripping the steering wheel so tightly I was sure it was going to turn white soon enough.
But I was not mad at her. If anything, I wanted her to feel comfortable again.
" So is it safe to say that you have wanted to punch me ever since the first time we met?" I joked, causing marigold, who has been trying hard to hold back her laughter to burst into
