[center][h2][i][color=39b54a]Lucia ~♥~ A Kind Soul[/color][/i][/h2][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center][sup][i]Before the Crash[/i][/sup]
Lucia laughed along with the rest of the kids as their leader hopped up onto a seat herself, and she felt a bit of pride that Mimi had accepted her announcement -just like that- and was now echoing her thoughts that everyone should be making friends. She heard Ms. Cassidy calling for them to get down from the chairs, and couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for the woman. She seemed to be losing control of things today.

She watched out the front window of the bus, over the tops of all the other students’ heads as she knelt on her seat in order to be tall enough to do so. She was right, the view from higher up was amazing. And the road they were on -a narrow lane of gravel bordered on one side by a steep wall of rock, and the other side a sheer drop down to the forest sloping down the mountainside below- made her feel like they were adventurers traveling through uncharted territory in the rainforests, or survivors of the plant uprising!

She was sitting on the right side of the bus as they trudged along this winding road, the side closer to the cliff face. She watched the rocks as they passed, wondering how the clif got to be there like this in the first place. Maybe she should go ask one of the teachers, they might know. Just as she turned around to try and call her question out to Mr. Connors, the bus shifted suddenly, and Lucia squealed as she slid from her kneeling position on her seat and into the aisle as the bus began to tilt. 

As people began to talk over each other again and flock to the one side of the bus to look out over the edge, Lucia got herself to her feet and tried to get as close to the [i]other[/i] side of the bus as she could. Tilting in a car was bad, so she knew tilting in a bus was like, 100 times worse. If the driver hadn’t called out for them all to stop moving to the left side, she probably would have a second later. The moment of silence that fell over the bus right after that didn’t last long, as soon enough the bus fell over the edge of the cliff. Lucia tried to find something to hold on to, but the blocky-shaped leather seats and pretty much open space of the top half of the bus didn’t offer the girl much. As they fell, she felt herself go up into the air after one particularly large bump, and, hitting her head on the ceiling of the bus a half-second later, she lost consciousness.

[sup][i]Waking Up[/i][/sup]
The darkness faded, or it would have if the area around Lucia wasn’t so dim itself. She blinked her eyes open in the periods between the droplets of water that kept hitting her in the face. She felt heavy, and her whole body ached, especially the area on her head where she’d made contact with the bus’ ceiling, and then apparently the ground not too long after that.

Someone -one of the older girls that Mimi had been talking to, she realized after a moment- was laying on top of her, and possibly causing some of the heaviness she was feeling. As far as she could tell, the older girl was still out cold, or close to it anyway. She tried for a moment to shift the girl off of her, or to lift her enough that Lucia would be able to slide out from under her at least. But, Lucia stopped once she realized that she was right next to a pond, and that moving the girl to the one side that she possibly could push the girl off of herself in would put her [i]in[/i] the dark, cold water. Nope. She didn’t mind being a pillow (more like a mattress in this case) if it kept someone safe. 

[color=39b54a]"He-hello?"[/color] She tested her voice, calling out to the void of dark cavern ceiling she could see above her. That was about all she could see. Cavern, pond, and the passed-out girl on top of her. As she lay there, listening for anyone to respond, she realized that water wasn’t the only liquid dripping onto her. She knew she didn’t have any cuts, she would have felt the sting as soon as she started waking up, so… the sticky blood she felt on her leg was probably from the girl on top of her. Taking a deep breath, or as deep as she could manage with the girl’s weight holding her down, she called out again as loud as she could. [color=39b54a]"Is anyone there? Help, please!”[/color]