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I just wave the cop away when he offers me a jacket, my shirt already soaked completely through, the purple and blue skull pattern of my bra showing through my shirt. Water slides down my bare midriff, my jeans are now a dark gray color, and converses a darker blue than before. I tug on my cap, brushing some bangs out of my way. "I'm fine," I say kind of wearily to them. "I'm just going to my dorm okay?" I cross the street after a squad car pulls away and realize for the first time that there are some other teenagers from the school there. I grin and say sarcastically to them as I pass them, "Well this is one babysitting adventure I'll never forget." I continue on down the street, heading for my dorm, letting the rain wash the blood from the guy off my arm from where he fell on me when he was shot.
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I walk through the lobby and to my own room where I kick the doorclosed behind me. I quickly strip out of my soaked clothes and wrap a towel around my goosebump covered body. I swiftly brush my drenched hair, letting it all lay slicked out on my head, dropping my cap on the pile of clothes. I change into dry set of clothes consisting of flared jeans, a tank top, and a hoodie thrown over it. I put my hair up in a ponytail and plop down on my bed, checking my phone. It buzzes a couple more times as I look at it, several pictures of me walking into the lobby of the dorm popping up the screen. I groan quietly looking at the pictures. I had already gotten several of Chelsey earlier, now pictures of me were going to be circulating around the schools. 'Fun! I think sarcastically as I let my phone drop down beside me. I close my eyes thinking of what I had just been through and realized that Texi and a couple otehr people I knew had been standing outside the bank when I stormed out. 'Why were they there?' I wonder, picking my phone back up. I text Texi asking him that question - Why were you across the street from the bank?
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