"Kara!" Bronson moved his fastest to her as she got up and tried to walk. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have taught you that later. It's my fault." He said as he picked her up and held her in his arms. "Lets get you to the nurses room, and get your ankle wrapped." He said as he held her closer to himself he smiled down at her. "Don't worry it's probably just a small sprain." Bronson started walking back inside and headed to the nurses office. "We'll lay off the football for now. After we get your foot patched up, um maybe we could go somewhere else. I am not spending another minute in this school than I have to. So I'll probably just go back home." Bronson said as he saw the nurse's door slightly open. He kicked open softly and then sat Kara down on a chair. Walking over to a cabinet he opened it and grabbed the ace bandage and two Tylenol. Filling a small cup up with water, he handed the pills and the water to her. "Take these," kneeling down to her Bronson lifted her leg and looked up to her. "Can you try and rotate if for me?" He asked and watched her foot to determine what she had hurt.