<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a8/8a/af/a88aafd1fb814b6a1dbc9524e77353ba.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Shane Harris<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Front of the school by the grass and fountain<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong>All Black, Tshirt, skinny jeans, chucks and sunglasses<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>Sept 2 | 11am<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Relaxed<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Leila (Angel Fire)<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>Smeling salts!</em>Shane was beyond worried now, she was sweating and trying not to panic. Her blue eyes wide as she watched the nurse and med student work on the girl she hit, apparantly really hard.<strong>"Ugh." </strong>Shane swallowed hard and nodded to what the nurse was saying. Right. If she did so good why the hell did she feel so guilty?<br/><br/>Pillow.<br/><br/>That wasn't a word that Shane was described as, the girl was deathly allergic to cuddling and snugs for that matter. Shane nodded numbly at the nurse. Licking her full lips and looking down at the poor girl she injured. Not being able to formulate words to express how sorry she was.<br/><br/>The moment that the nurse placed the smelling salt under her nose and the girl came to, Shane's heart raced and a sigh of relief escaped her lips.<strong>"Phew."</strong>Shane couldn't help but grin back at the girl as she grinned up at her, raising her brow.<em>English? Irish? Scottish?</em>She couldn't quite place the accent other then it was similar to when Domino was particularly angry or how her friend said,<em>lairy.</em><br/><br/>Definately from across the pond was her accent. Shane kept her eyes on the girl who would probably hate her the moment she found out Shane was the one that ran into her. Listening to her answer all the nurse's questions. She almost chuckled at the girl's outburst, as the nurse was just doing her job. Luckily the other female didn't seem paralized. Again Shane let out a long deep sigh. Relief flooding her senses.<br/><br/>Finally her name was revealed. Leila and Irish, her brow shot up in response.<em>Holy shit.</em>Shane was hooked up now, with Irish beer hopefully. Domino was gonna have a field day. Well, if Leila didn't want her run over in retalition for this little accident.<br/><br/><em>Blimey.</em>Shane chuckled she couldn't help it, she was relieved at the girl's accent really did remind her of Domino when she was angry. Shane wore an amused smirk on her face as she watched Leila interact with the nurse. Finally the medical professional helped her up to a sitting position slowly.<br/><br/>Shane didn't realize it but she was holding Leila's shoulders steady as the nurse helped her to sit. The clapping from the student body witnessing the event startled Shane. She had completely forgot about the crowd forming.<br/><br/>Someone yelled out,<strong><em>"How's my driving? Call 1-800-Shane!"</em></strong>At this Shane turned her head to glare at the asshat who said it. Not finding him but the crowd that laughed simmered down right away.<br/><br/>Though Leila seemed to be handling the situation by telling them off in her Irish dialect.<br/><br/>Alone at last and Shane raised her brow trying to decipher what Leila was saying. Lucky for her it wasn't as hard as it would be for most.<strong>"I um.. I was the one that ran you over. Shane Harris."</strong>She grimmaced,<strong>"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?"</strong>She offered with a wince. Hoping the new girl wasn't too offended by Shane's accident.