The days are long and hot and I did so enjoy the freedom which the Spring Break afforded to me. Now, upon our return to education, I find my surroundings constricting and thus I am easily irritated - especially since I was this morning approached by a tutor who declared that I was prohibited from wearing my sword in the school grounds as it was an
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I glance down at Jordy, who's sleeping peacefully, then back toward Eric. "Should we...should somebody see if he's breathing?" I say, my stomach churning.
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"I can't," I say. Wuss Train, now boarding.
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"Mercutio is fallen, done in by ill fate and the hand of Tybalt."
"Has thou spoken with the Prince? How are we to stay his hand? He will order Romeo's execution for this brawl." I have to focus. It is now my cousins life I seek to save. "Tis strange. His countenace has changed so. I do not think even this curse should disguise him enough to save his life."
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I look up as the ambulance stops in front of the school, then turn as I hear another vehicle...oh, thank god, Jordy's mom is getting out of the SUV and looking around. I stand up and wave at her. We need to get Jordy out of here, the cops'll be coming next.
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"I figured we better get him out of here until he changes back. Dawn tranqed him, so he won't be waking up for a while." For the first time I notice Amanda's got some cuts and budding bruises. "And maybe Amanda needs some looking after too." I look at Dawn questioningly. "Maybe Dawn's house, they're used to the weird."
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I run out of words. There is nothing more I can say.
Oh ill-tempered fate. I have not Mercutio's gifted tongue. I must speak plainly. I owe my Aunt that much.
"When Mercutio fell, some desperate feeling overcame Romeo and he did change. Transforming as you see him now. I know not the measure or the cure of this. I did stop him in his attack on Tybalt. But I fear the Prince shall ask his life in forfeit anyway."
"I am...so sorry."
My head aches, it is filled with such noise.
I hurt...
My head, my hands...my heart.
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"I feel awful," I say to her. "You did...you did great. Poor Eric."
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I do not deserve such praise. My friend is dead. My cousin a beast. The Prince...
How can a happy ending come from such as this?
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