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Her heart was beating fast. Could something have happened to them?
The girl was screaming, and then she stopped, her hands over her mouth. Her finger trembling, she pointed to a still figure on the floor. Zoe lay there, prone, unconscious.
"Oh my God," Shane gasped.
He kneeled down to the floor and checked for a pulse. Luckily, it was there.
"You," he said, pointing to the girl. "Go tell the teachers to call an ambulance. It's an emergency."
The girl nodded, breathlessly, and left the room, pale.
Shane bent down next to Zoe and let out an anguished moan. Nobody deserved this. Why Zoe?
"Zoe," he mumbled.
"Yes?"
"Wrong," he muttered.
"Yes I know," she said, hugging him.
"Seth," he whimpered.
"What about Seth honey?" Mrs. Plummer asked.
"Seth," he said, starting to cry.
Mrs. Plummer went white, and then her cell rang.
"Yes Shane?" she asked breathlessly.
"We found Zoe. She's unconscious. We got an ambulance. She's going to St. Margaret's. Can you find your way there?"
"Yes Shane," she answered. Then, "Is she going to be ok?"
"I don't know Julie," he replied quietly.
Then she realized something. "Shane, where's Seth?"
"Um, I don't know, but I'll take him and Lulu to meet you there, ok?"
She gasped audibly. "Shane, something's wrong. I know it. Find Seth."
There was silence from the other end. "I'll do what I can Julie, but I doubt something is wrong."
"No!" she yelled. "There's something wrong! Please find him. I don't know what I'll do if I lose him…"
"I will," Shane promised. What could be wrong?
Little did he know that something was going wrong. Very, very wrong.
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