Yuri scratched at the dried blood on his face; he'd have to wash up once he got home. It had been a long time since he'd been beaten up, but today some asshole had tripped him. He'd had to sit through sixth period Biology with a wad of tissues pressed to his nose.
He yanked open his locker, eager to be free of his heavy books; to his surprise, a note fell out. He picked it up, hesitating to open it. Perhaps it was some kind of prank--if it wasn't hate mail, something equally nasty was probably concealed within. He debated for an entire minute before his curiosity got the best of him and he just unfolded it.
Yuri, it read, I'll meet you at your house. I want to talk to you. Be there.
There was no signature; how suspicious, he thought. Slipping the note into his pocket, he shut the locker and hurried to his bus. He considered not going straight home. Maybe he could get off a stop earlier than normal and go to the nearby ice cream parlor. Maybe he could just wander around a park.
But in the end, he knew he'd wind up going home; he hated being out in public. At least, if this was a prank, all of the doors locked. He put on his headphones as the bus began to drive, bobbing his head in time with Gwen Stefani's voice.
He yanked open his locker, eager to be free of his heavy books; to his surprise, a note fell out. He picked it up, hesitating to open it. Perhaps it was some kind of prank--if it wasn't hate mail, something equally nasty was probably concealed within. He debated for an entire minute before his curiosity got the best of him and he just unfolded it.
Yuri, it read, I'll meet you at your house. I want to talk to you. Be there.
There was no signature; how suspicious, he thought. Slipping the note into his pocket, he shut the locker and hurried to his bus. He considered not going straight home. Maybe he could get off a stop earlier than normal and go to the nearby ice cream parlor. Maybe he could just wander around a park.
But in the end, he knew he'd wind up going home; he hated being out in public. At least, if this was a prank, all of the doors locked. He put on his headphones as the bus began to drive, bobbing his head in time with Gwen Stefani's voice.