David blinked wondering why there were girls in the boy's locker room. He was trying to read their lips but it was a little bit difficult. How did they know where he was? Then he looked to see one girl writing on a notebook for him to read. He read it, glancing at the girls for a moment before writing something back. "I'm alright.. Don't worry about me, ok? It's not something you guys should get pulled into." As always, caring and looking out for others. He rubbed the back of his head, feeling the pain from when he hit that one guy who restrained him, in the head. Man, now he was feeling the pain. He was breathing heavily, as if that fight itself had taken a lot of energy from him. And because he didn't eat, made it worse.<br/><br/>Slowly, David stood up from the bench, walked a couple of steps and leaned against the wall of lockers. He was thinking about the Jocks now. If they did come back, would he be willing to fight them off again? In this condition? Slowly, his back slid down from the lockers and he was now sitting on the floor.