<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Mallory Minato<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>May 6th, 2019<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Kevin Finch, Reckley Stiles (mention)<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Need to Get Away<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/rH3tFvs.jpg)/Hair Style and Glasses (https://i.imgur.com/5vPZGY8.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/>With eyes watching the scene going down, she acted on impulse the moment Kevin took her hand. They both seemed to be on the same page, and willingly, she let Kevin run out of the school gates with her in tow. It didn’t even come as a second thought, running on impulse to just get away from what had happened. Honestly, she wasn’t even sure why she wanted to run away; from the people having been there watching? From potential trouble they could have been in if they had got caught? From Reckley, the guy that had caused all of it?<br/><br/>Though..deep down she knew what she was running from, or rather, what she wished she could run away from.<br/><br/>Her own feet carried her as best as she could, the two friends fleeing from responsibility not out of selfishness, but of selflessness.<br/><br/>Kevin was someone that she knew she could trust, someone that always knew how she was feeling. Seeing him just do this for her spoke about how true their friendship was, and as they two friends finally caught their breath, the school far behind them, Mallory began to process what had happened. Her breath was heavy as her mind went over what happened, leaning against a nearby tree, as Kevin sat on a rock nearby. As the cloudy sky hung above them, she turned; her eyes weren’t as red as they had been, but their was still remnants of the breakdown she had.<br/><br/>“N-no, he didn’t, don’t worry.”  She hadn’t even thought about what would have happened if he had. “He just...got really close to me. Caged me between him and the locker so I couldn’t get away...”  She gave a frown, the memory now one she honestly did not want to remember. Her brown eyes looked back at her friend, the two silent for a moment, most likely due to their exhaustion after their run.<br/><br/>“Kevin...”  Her words were a bit shaky, and even as she showed remorse in her eyes for what had happened, for what this could potentially cause for the both of them, she couldn’t just not say anything.  “Thank you.”  Her hands gripped the strap to her shoulder bag tightly, as the shakes and nerves she had before began to fade. After the adrenaline rush began to cease, she finally felt what was more comforting; relief. “Really;<em>thank you</em>.”  She meant every word, her eyes no longer showing sadness or panic, but true gratitude towards him; he was the greatest thing that could have happened to her. With as much going in in her head however, Mallory took a breath to collect her thoughts; her thoughts, herself, honestly it was all the same at this point. As she noticed Kevin was still breathing heavily, flushed across his face, she pulled out a small handkerchief from her skirt pocket; she always kept it for emergencies. “Here.”  She handed the cloth for the man to use, before she took a step back, becoming vulnerable for a moment.<br/><br/>“I’m sorry...that you had to see all that.”  She had to be honest about what went down, as there was no hiding it. Even if she had been frazzled by Reckley, there was no reason for her to have such a strong reaction to something like that. Not unless it had either happened before, or more likely, it brought back memories and feelings of some good else.<br/><br/>“My Aunt and I haven’t really been getting along, and something he said just...brought back some stuff.”  This was the first time she had ever talked to him about her Aunt, or rather, what she was somewhat like in honesty. Hanna had always found a way to put herself in a good light when in the public eye, so it was always that much harder for Mallory; would anyone believe her if they saw how perfect her Aunt was? A worried breath left her lips, now beginning to realize what had happened back at the school.  “God, everyone at school saw me freak out and cry, and that Reckley guy was out cold when we ran.”  A nervous came across her face, looking back at Kevin; the look of worry was still present, more so than before.<br/><br/>“What if...he comes back?”  Neither of them could be sure what Reckley was going to do when he came to, and it only made Mallory more nervous. Even if he hadn’t done anything like Kevin had been worried about, who’s to say he wouldn’t try it the next time? The way he caged her in, made her feel small, like prey to a predator stronger than her...<br/><br/>She didn’t like having to that feeling follow her from home.