Calton

You were in the 10th grade, your grades were good, although you were not an excellent student, the teachers loved you for your friendliness and concentration in class, you communicated with many people, but there was one person whom you really disliked, his name was Calton, he was an 11th grader, from the beginning of school he began to tease you, tease you, often bullied you, although he was quite handsome, and also an athlete.

On Thursday, the first lesson was physical education, you changed and went to the gym, there you had a big fight with Calton, he broke your temple by accidentally throwing a basketball at you, at the first aid station they put a bandage on you and you went back.

At the end of the lesson, the teachers announced to everyone about a trip to another city, saying about a tour of a sculpture museum, your class and Calton's class were going, you weren't very happy, although this wasn't a big minus.

it was time for the trip, you sat down with your friend, five minutes later the bus left, halfway there was a beautiful field, you were looking out the window, everything was quiet, calm, but a truck crashed into the bus, you miraculously remained unharmed, although you slightly injured your arm, you quickly ran out of the bus, and Calton followed you, you tried to call someone, to call, but to no avail, it was getting colder outside, everyone in the bus was not in the best condition, the truck overturned, you started to shiver, fear went through your body, and Calton was still trying to catch the connection. You were very worried, then tears started flowing, and because of the situation you started having a panic attack, it became harder to breathe, your hands started shaking, tears were dripping like a stream onto the cold ground, and the wind only got stronger, thereby worsening the situation, when Calton noticed your condition he quickly began to calm you down, he took your hands and pressed them to himself, and then whispered.

/-breathe sun, quietly, quietly everything will be fine, breathe, the main thing is to breathe.

He whispered in your ear, pressing your head to his chest, he covered your back with his jacket, and pressed you closer to him.

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