Snippet #2389778

Standing back up and dusting the glass of his most likely bruised back he groans whipping a blood from his back. He slowly shook his head at his hand as the girl spoke. Hiding the red from the younger girl he nodded to the older one. “Could be fun” he walked to the door watching the girls leave down the hall, the disciplinary started darting down the halls checking on room after room. She would stop at Sages side and nearly have a heart attack and pulled him into a closet filled with the schools access medical supplies. There wasn’t much she could do other then pick the shards of glass out of the 4 inch long gash on his back spread on a load of Neosporin and wrap his body with a load of ace bandages holding gauze on the wound as tight as possible.

Being child hood friends the girl was clearly panicking over the wound of her dear friend but soon soothed by a ruffling of the hair and a soft hug. Sage stood up and starched his back slightly and looked to the disciplinary and spoke in his country boy accent. “Hey, there were two girls here; they kinda panicked a bit when the choppers fell. They headed off in the direction of the smoke from those things, imam go see if I can find them, make sure they are safe and what not, you got things here?” she gave him a nod and he was off, he hardly had to change his path as he walked people scattered at the look on his face. Out of the door he followed the path he had seen the girls walk while glancing out of the small window in the supply closet.

Luckily the girls lived close, he had often heard younger kids mocking the mute girl as he walked home and strolled up to the door laying three solid knocks on the wooden door. “Hey, you two okay in there, its sage, just wanted to make sure things where okay here before I started round town to see if there’s any adults still well enough to go check out those crashes! In his mind millions of ideas ran through his head of what could be happening, there were plenty of things he wanted to do, most of them involved running home and dragging his father out of the fields to handle this stuff. Yet he knew his father would have given him a radio and a flash light and sent him to check door to door for able bodied folk to go and try and help.