Tori walked out of sixth period and tripped over a student who was tying his shoes. She fell head first onto the tile floor and got a concussion, but on her way down she accidently kicked the student in the face, and he lay unconscious on the floor with a bloody nose. She stood up shakily, because of her concussion, and headed outside, away from the accusations of bystanders. She stumbled past people, knocking into some of them. One of them pushed her back and she fell over a nearby bench. Everyone around laughed at her. She got up with much difficulty and stumbled across the quad, tripping over holes and roots. There was dirt on the pavement, and Tori slipped and scraped up her leg. It stung because the dirt was infecting the wound. She finally got to her locker, blurry-eyed, and found her locker jammed. She saw that her locker had gum stuck on it everywhere. Suddenly she smelled smoke. Someone had started a fire inside and all her books, music, picutres and her clarinet and tupperware were being desroyed.
'96 or '97
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