Keith was still shaking in pain, and now discomfort, he felt the knives again. His heart sank, now she would be mad at him again, and once again, for something he didn't even do. He wished he were invisible, or stupid, it didn't really matter, anything that would get him out of this situation where Alex was mad at him. He truly felt like crying, but bit his tongue hard to stop such a childish display. Wave after wave of pain washed over him, he felt a bit faint, but he knew he had to stay awake and face this like a man. He nodded to the teacher, wordless and very much afraid of what was going to happen next.<br/><br/>"Breath, breath, breath, don't you dare pass out or cry or get sick! You listen to me, you with not be broken down. You will not! So what if she's mad at you?! Who cares?! You didn't do anything, she's just a b-uhugh! A Bi-uyghug! God damn it, say it! She even said it! Say It, You Spineless Worm! She's A B-ughgh . . . A very beautiful woman who desperately needs a friend but is too scarred to look weak to the people she hangs out with so she bullies kids like you to feel powerful. It's her escape, how she fills the void. You read books, she poured water on kids. You memorized texts, she sent texts about parties. She is lonely and miserable on the inside and she needs your help to stay in this school. Help her, like she helped you. The knives can only hurt you if you let them. Be the friend she needs" His thoughts reverberated through his mind. He looked to Alex, a crooked, broken smile mingling with his saddened eyes. He would enjoy spending time with her, maybe even having her call him a friend.