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Arthur frowned, seeing that Brook didn't return his small smile. I wish i could just die..Everybody either hates me, or loves me..Why can't i cause other people trouble? The brit thought furiously, frowning at the ground. Alfred squeezed him around his middle, and let go, assured that Arthur wasn't going to die. Alfred hugged Angelica once more, before relaesing her aswell.

Xander found himself catching Brooke when she nearly fell, then he found it a bit awkward but he wasn't just gonna let her fall. Xander simply smirked when she looked up at him (not in a flirtatious way) then he blinked when she pulled away and fell. He held back a chuckle then walked over to where she sat under the tree "That was smooth." he smirked teasingly "But, seriously do you need some help?"

"C***" Brooklyn murmured when she saw Arthur frown. She didn't want to hurt him... she was just not feeling that good at the moment. Now most likely he hates her, and she better not be getting feeling for Xa- "Skater Boy" she thought. "Urgh, why am I such a b****," Brooklyn said quietly. She buried her face in her legs which were close up to her chest. Brooke wished she could be home, but most likely her parents haven't really noticed her gone yet. She bet her friends have noticed something was wrong. But what if they haven't? What if they never liked her? Brooklyn gulped. What if they never get back? There all stuck in the middle of know where in a huge forest and it's freezing out. We don't have any food or water, and she could barely walk without falling over with her arm in this shape. What if she died out here, or died because of the loss of blood. Or the scientist could come back? Fear wanted to take over again. Brooklyn felt like crying and soon she was. The tears were warm which gave her chills. Brooklyn tried to keep quite so no one would hear her crying. So she kept her face buried between her legs. When she heard Xand- 'Skater Boy' walk over to her and ask her a question her ears went red. She didn't want him to see her crying. Cr** she thought. She wiped away the tears but still sniffling. She knew that if she looked him in the eyes he'd see that she was crying so she looked straight ahead but keeping her head low so no one could see. "No... I'm fine," she said stubbornly again. God I’m such a b**** she thought again.

Xander tilted his head in a very dog-like manner. Then he smirked and kneeled down so they where eye level "Yer' pretty d*mn stubborn, I mean for a cheerleader.... oh and I can tell you're crying, canine senses." he tried to comfort her, he hated seeing girls upset but he had a strange way of comforting a girl. He looked at her with sympathy and stayed kneeled down infront of her.

Brooklyn grunted when Xander told her that he knew she was crying. When he sat down into front of her she looked away with a small blush on her face. Why was she acting like this around him? She's not exposed to like him at all. He's un popular... Brooklyn glanced behind Xander watching Arthur. She likes him way more than Xander but... Arthur can get on her nerves at times. She doesn't even know if he even likes her though. Brooke started to feel a little uncomfortable and back up to the tree a little more but that was only an inch at least. She glanced into Xander's eyes then looked away again.

Xander blinked when she looked away, it almost looked like she was... blushing? but he couldn't tell. When she glanced into his eyes and looked away a thought entered his head Oh sh*t! Is she starting to crush on me?! he shook his head, he was sure Brooke wouldn't crush on him, well that's what he thought. My ego is gettin' the better of me! he thought looking casually back at Brooke. Xander stood up, and put his hands in his hoodie pockets, but he wasn't cold. He glanced over at Brooke "You cold, Miss pep rally?" he asked, he felt stupid for asking a state the obvious type question but he wasn't gonna let it show. He unzipped his hoodie and pullled it off. Underneath he had a white, long-sleeve, muscle-fit, thermal, that the scientists had given him to wear, they would change as he shifted from human to dog, and back again.

Angelica hugged the two, and after a few moments she released. It seemed that hugging them had stopped her crying. Maybe it was all she needed?A hug?
Angel decided to look around. She was horrified how clearly she could see the after-effects of the chaos. Jack was heavily injured. Brooklyn was heavily injured.
Angelica was too sad to cry. She wished to be back to school, where she could worry about her make-up, not dying. She didn't rush up to anyone, she watched them from a distance... Riley was with Jack. Xander was with Brooklyn. She smiled, glad somebody is there for them.
Instead, she turned to look at the dead body of John's. Soon, her eyes began searching for Tom and Oscar, she could see them on the other side of the river already. She smiled at them, unsure why, and she began walking towards the body of John. His pale body was cold and stiff, his face frozen.
"I will never be able to know what kind of person you are." She thought. She was genuinely interested in him before. But now, he was dead. She felt a tiny bit of sympathy for him.

After all this time, Jack finally started breathing slightly. He then coughed few times, and then clenched his teeth, feeling the unbearable pain going through his stomach. Well, maybe not only there: it really seemed like it went through his whole body. He tried moving his legs, but it hurt so much he decided to just lay still. Then he opened his eyes, and smiled slightly as he saw all of his friends alive, and John all dead. He tilted his head up slightly, and looked at Riley who was next to him. He wanted to smile, but then terrible pain went through his body, and he laid his head on the cold snow again, with his eyes closed.

The blond girl's sharper than usual ears caught the sound of Jack's cough. She turned her head to see him. He didn't look well. Angel sighed, wishing she knew how to help him.
Angelica looked down at John's frozen body again, but only for a short period of time she stood there; just after a few seconds she walked away. She walked up to a tree and leaned against it, looking up at the sky. The sun began to rise. The darkness of the night was swept away like paint and the canvas of the sky had strong hints of lighter blues. "I love it how early mornings look, when the sun is only rising," Angel was enthusiastic to see the beautiful picture. She knew she will not have to wait for long, but she was still a little bit impatient. She remembered the time when she wake up just in time to ponder the beauty of nature when it's only waking up, the sky was filled with rosy pinks and purples, beautiful light and darker blues...
"I want to go home," She thought, not desperate but wishful.

Alfred released Arthur and had walked over to Jack.
"Dude..are you okay?" he asked, frowning. Arthur stayed away from everyone else, leaning against a tree on the edge of the clearing. I don't belong with these people..I belon with no one... he thought sadly, trying his best to put on his signature bored look. Arthur sighed, wishing he could have some tea right now, even crummy American tea would do. He sighed once more, shifting his gaze to all the
Members of their group.

Brooklyn watched Xander stand up. Brooklyn frowned when Xander called her 'miss pep rally' her blush soon went away. She rolled her eyes a little. He must have seen her blush and know was acting all kind to her. She couldn't like this guy... If they all somehow made it back to school most likey everyone would start thinking she'd be not popular due to liking him. "No, I'm not cold," Brook answered but she actually was really cold. Brook watched Arthur walk over near Jack, wishing he could have come over here instead. She liked so much more, but he never really seemed to like her back. At least he was kind of popular. He hanged out with Alfred who was the hero of the school, so he's popular. She bite her lip making it bleed a little. Brooklyn then looked up a Xander. He was a cool dude actually. If he tried out on the football team she'd so date him, but he's just not popular. She remembered watching her jock friends beat him up and she was laughing at him, but mostly just wanted flirt with the jocks. Brooklyn didn't even care about Xander then. Brooke wiped her lip that was still bleeding a little.

Xander smirked again, "Oh really?! Ya' know I find that kinda hard to believe!" He hung the jacket on one of the tree's branches "There... if you get cold, you can wear it... just sorry it's not a jock's jacket." he shrugged casually. He flashed a charming smile then turned and walked over to Angelica. He wasn't trying to flirt with Brooke, but because of his bad-boy demeanor, that's how it could've seemed. He stopped and stood silently next to Angie not saying anything just following her gaze at the sunrise. "Are you alright, Angel?" he asked finally in a calm caring manner, wondering if she had gotten hurt in the fight.

Alfred kept walking around, seeing how everyone was doing. Arthur just leaned aginst the tree. He wondered, Why didn't anyone worry about him? Do they all hate him that much? It's kind o nice.. he sighed and leaned his head back, looking at the tree.

Angelica didn't even notice Xander walk up to her, so she was mildly startled when she heard his voice. "I'm hurt, but it's no big deal. Just a punch in the stomach and neck," She spoke and made a weak smile. The two areas were still a little bit sore, but Angelica knew that it was nothing compared to the wounds of Brooklyn and Jack. She looked at the sky again, seeing a single ray of sun color a passing by cloud with a shade of pink... Or orange. Something along that lines.
Angelica felt very... Bittersweet. She was so glad everyone is alive, the scientists are gone, hooray! But she was so depressed that they can't go home, they have little food, they are injured... The feeling was so bittersweet, it felt like someone just poured a gallon of sugar and salt in her mouth at the same time.
Suddenly, Angie had an idea. She began pulling on her sleeve, trying to tear off a big piece of it, however, she failed to do so. She sighed helplessly and looked around, trying to find something that would tear it off.

"Not as okay as I would want." Jack said and chuckled while looking at Alfred. He then looked at his stomach, and frowned. Then he laid his head on the snow again, thinking. "Umm, guys, could one of you put some snow on my wound?" he asked gently as he looked at his friends, smiling slightly, though still feeling awful pain.