<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">Dark stood there dumbstruck, Kori's last words echoing in her head. What the hell had Art done?! She knew he meant well but he just destroyed any chance she had to be friends with Kori. This was the first time she had actually tried to make a new friend in years. Tears streamed down her face as Art finally turned around with a satisfied look on his face. That look instantly changed when he saw the goth crying </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8000ff">"Dark! What's wro..." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">he started but was silenced when Dark slammed her folder across his face.<br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"You selfish jerk!"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> she bellowed as some passing students stopped and stared.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"> "She was being nice to me! She was the person who I blew it with yesterday! She helped me get out of the hall of fame in one piece!"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> she continued to scream as she lifted her folder, ready to strike him again.<br/>
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Art was shocked, Dark had never acted like this before. Normally she was happy when he stepped in and helped her, why was this time so different? Art took a step towards his friend and spoke softly</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8000ff"> "Look, Sele..." </span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"><br/>
Dark wasn't having it though, not this time.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"> "No Artorias, I don't want to hear it! you wrecked everything! that was the third chance I had at making a new friend, and you came charging in, tossed around accusation you knew nothing about, and ruined it!"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> with that she let her arm fly once more.<br/>
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 This time Art saw it coming and blocked it,</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8000ff"> "She's just as bad as Casey and Jannes!”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> He shot back, his temper starting to rise at Dark’s intraspinal response to this entire situation.<br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">“And how the hell do you know that!”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> She said as she raised her folder for another strike when a strong hand seized her wrist and wrenched her back painfully.<br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#336600">"Now what do we have here? You assaulting one of my boys Miss. Thoroughbred? well well, we can't have that!"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> said a well-built man known as Coach Green.</span>