Suddenly Trent heard a familiar voice, looking in the direction of where it came from he realized it was Gerry. The class clown who was two grades higher than him. [i]"This is the second time today someone popular has been nice... This is weird"[/i] he thought. Was there some ploy/trick going on or was his eye really just that bad? Deciding it was best to answer as if the help was genuine he said "Nah, I'm fine. I can get to the nurse by myself..." and quickly turned a corner in a hurry to get his eye checked out starting to become uneasy by all this concern, concern he wasn't used too.

*Thud*

Trent had just made a quick turn right into the corner of the wall turn though... Now he had a sore bump on his forehead as well, as the eye from class. "Or.... maybe I do" Trent then admitted realizing there was no talking himself out of needing help after he pulled something like that.