His reaction had perturbed Elizabeth a tad, thinking either she had inadvertently hurt him or pissed him off in some way, but after a brief silence, he spoke.

Luck...?  Maybe...or maybe it was something else.  Who would've thought Billy Princeton would snap and pull a gun on her?  Who would've thought that very moment, while she was pleading the psycho not to shoot her, Kyle would be there to rush in, knock the gun away, then proceed to beat the fucking prick senseless?  It did feel like something else....but luck?  No...perhaps fate...  One thing's for sure.  If Kyle didn't save her....she wouldn't be standing there.  She'd be dead, just a lowly, disheveled corpse lying in that cold, filthy alleyway on the rough side of town with a bullet in her head.  Then again...who would've missed her?  [color=00aeef]"Yeah...lucky me I guess."[/color]  She mumbled under her breath with a short glimmer of her eyes towards him.  [color=00aeef]"I mean if you hadn't been there, who knows what the hell would've happened, right?  Anyways...don't worry.  I won't tell anyone you were at Andy's, just as long as you don't...you know...tell anyone I was trying to score weed from Billy Princeton."[/color]

Classes were about to start.  She should get going, but...nah...if anything she would just end up doing her usual, skipping them just to waste the day away, pissing off her foster parents...well...mainly Rob.  Maybe she should just stay here and chat with Kyle a bit more.