The red haired girl started to cry on Berrie.
She was hurt so badly, like something out of an action movie, there was some bad bruising and alot of blood.
Berrie hugged the girl, patting her softly on the back.
"There there... Everything's fine, I scared those gutless gronks away!" The girl continued to cry on Berrie. Berrie was not used to this, so she didn't really know how to react, so she did what any normal fashonista would do. She pulled the girl on to her shoulder, helping her stand to her feet.
"Lets get you to the bathroom, we need to get you cleaned up before we take you to the nurse". Berrie out of instinct swung the girls arm over her shoulder and aidded her with walking to the bathroom, thankfully it wasn't to far away. The girl was still crying, struggling to breath with each cry.
"You must be in so much pain, but don't worry! I'll fix you riiiiight up!"
Berrie reached into her pockets, she pulled out a makeup remover cloth, and proceeded to clean up the excess blood and makeup. It took a little time but she cleaned up the girls face, but the bruising had become more visable, and was a deep purple. "Geez thats' nasty, but I can't cover that up, we need to let the nurse see it... Oh! I know!" She reached into her pocket and pulled out a scrunchy with a cute cherry printrd on it. "Just lemmie... Yep, beautiul!" Berrie tied the girls hair up in a pony tail.
"Right! Now lets get you to the nurses office!" Once again Berrie aided her in walking, but before they begun, Berrie saw what looked like the teeniest smile on her face. Before, Berrie couldn't make out what the girl was saying over her crying, but she had calmed down a little, she mumbled somethings on the way to the nurse.