With an effort, he pushed himself off the wall he was leaning against and took another step. His knee buckled out from under him and he had to catch himself against the wall again. The world spun. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.<br/><br/>A sudden noise caught his attention. Suspecting the girl, or her stupid little boyfriend had followed he sighed, and was about to turn and glare at whoever it was when stars exploded in his vision. A sound that was half grunt, half exclamation, escaped his lips. One hand was on its way up to touch the back of his head where he now felt massive waves of pain that thundered through his skull when an odd sensation began in his knees. He felt as though he were turning to Jello. His legs collapsed and he flopped against the wall then slid to the ground. The last thing he saw was the face of the irritating boy, the blindingly bright sky behind him.<br/><br/>Then blackness took him for the second time that afternoon.