<div class="floatright">(http://s3d3.turboimg.net/t1/16988269_Amra_Zadig__Voltaire_1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Leila Kurjak<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Front of the school by the grass and fountain<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong>As shown in the pic<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>Sept 2 | 11am<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Cleared up in her head and relieved<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Shane (Mxy)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Leila didn't notice the cry out of the spectator who blurted out Shane's name in a phone number as it was all for the best.  At that time, her head was still trying to listen to the nurse asking her stupid questions so if she would have heard it, she would make sure that the yelling person would get into some sort of trouble.  It felt very relaxing as she felt Shane's hands onto her shoulders.  Thank the Gods that she did that because it definitely helped her to stay up and tell all of the crowd off.  She knew that she owed Shane a lot more than a pitcher of beer for that.<br/><br/>As the crowd left it didn't take her long for her saviour to hear her introduction and try to apologize for what happened.<br/><br/>"I um.. I was the one that ran you over. Shane Harris.  "Sorry you dropped a pencil, I didn't see it till the last minute. My board hit it and well I went flying into you. I tried to duck and roll to cushion the blow. I probably owe you a pitcher and lunch?"<br/><br/>Now she realized what really happened.  A dropped pencil and her attempt to recovered it along with Shane flying up and nailing her out of sight.  It just had to be fate.  Though Shane was definitely sincere in her apologies, she was glad that she shared a common link between them.  Letting out a small grin herself, she smirked a bit while coming up with the first thing that came to her mind.  yes there were still a bit of cobwebs in her mind but at least she was feeling much better about the situation.<br/><br/>"Aye.  I would really like that.  I just came into this bastard of a school just this morning.  The teachers... they think that they could change me!  That ta'int gonna happen if ya ask me!"  She took a deep breath as she started to relax a but.  "Sorry, love, I got carried away.  But I would love some lunch.  Do ya know of a crackin' place to eat round here?"  She asked with pleading eyes.  If anything, she hoped that, even though it was by accident, that she could find a good friend to talk to.