As he held her and carried her, Kara tried not to let on as to how much pain she really was in. Her ankle was throbbing almost like someone was drumming on it. "Bron-son, it'ssss Ok, Ittt wasssn't your faultttt." She was trying to keep a straight face, but it was hard. Still it was a bonus that he was carrying her back into the school, his bare chest against her body.<br/><br/>She frowned when he said he was going home, "Butttt we'll get in t-trouble." kara had no idea the rest had already left and were at one another's homes. She was a good girl and was really nervous to get in bigger trouble.<br/><br/>As she sat down, she took the pills and did as she said. She rolled her ankle, but inhaled deeply every time she turned it. "Ow, Ow," she whispered as she hoped it wasn't too bad to warrant a trip to the hospital.