Wendy had soon awoken after a while. She sat up a bit, pulling her arms back and stretching. She let her vision set in for a moment and could see that the boy was now gone.<span style="font-style: italic">He must be feeling better now...</span>she thought, glancing around the room. So, she wheeled herself back a bit from the bed and moved on out of the room. "He left not too long ago.." the nurse said to her as she came out of her office. "Did he? Is he well?" Wendy asked, curious. The nurse nodded her head, "Yes, he is well" she smiles. Wendy gave a small smile, "Thank you" she says and rolls out of the room and down the hallways.<span style="font-style: italic">So he is fine. That's good, it looked like he was having trouble earlier, but it's good that everything was fine.</span>she thought, heading toward the exit. Since it was the weekend, there was no school that day, which was a perfect time for Wendy to browse the school without worry. But the only worry she had was toward that boy who fell earlier.<br/><br/>She stopped at the exit of the school and opened the door, then rolled her way out. There was the ramp in front of her, and next to it by the stairs, was the boy. Wendy took ahold of both railings on each side of the ramp and made her way down it carefully. Letting the railings slide as she reached the bottom and gripping them for a complete stop. She was smart, to do things like this on her own despite her disability. If you looked at her, you would not see anything broken. No broken arm, no broken leg. Just something that was hidden that you wouldn't know about. A paralyzed lower back. After reaching the bottom of the ramp, she let go and rolled away from it a bit. But she stopped, and looked at the boy on the stairs for a moment. "Are you feeling better?" Wendy asked. "I was watching you guys exercising but I saw you take a tumble. I was a little worried so I hope you didn't mind my company earlier back there."