Well...shit ( joli)

  'Ssh, quiet Cherie!,' Joli whispered with a laugh to the squirrel in front of her. Cherie tried to make her laugh, because this was a very boring lesson. German, pff. The teacher was very boring too. And out of the attidute of Hannes she could see he was very annoyed. Probobly the teacher, she had heard he wasn't even good at it? Joli shrugged, what does it matter anyway.
  When finally the bell rang, she waited for everyone to go out. She didn't like busy hallways. She calmly packed her bag. She laid her hand in front of Cherie, who climbed on it, and Joli put her on her shoulder.
  'Shall we go?' she asked the squirrel.
  'Yes!' she answered.
  Joli smiled and walked out of the classroom. It was still pretty busy in the hallway but she could handle this. She walked to her locker, what was not far away from here. Swiftly she moved through the people.
  When she reached her locker, she quickly changed her books. She quickly gave a look at the clock that hung there and saw she was running late.
  Shit.
  She closed her locker and turned around, while putting her last book in her messenger bag. That way she couldn't see where she was going so she bumped into someone.
  Of-fucking-course.
  She wanted to say sorry and walk away as fast as she could, to die in embarrassement after that. But ofcourse, it wasn't that easy.
  'Was the fuck?! Watch where your going Joli!' Hannes groaned.
  She could die. No, she was already dying. Panick hit her immediately and she was stuck in the moment. What must she do? She kept staring to the floor. Her heart rating went harder and harder, sweat formed and her body began to shake.
  Fuck fuck fuck why him fuck why?!

  'What the fuck is wrong with you?!' Hannes said, what made Joli crumble down a bit.
  Oh, there is a lot wrong with me, she tought, but she couldn't say it out loud. She tried to speak but there was nothing coming out of her mouth.
  'Stop panicking geez, grow up,' he said.
  Joli began to hyperventileren as she thought back. All the insults... She shook her head, trying to shake the bad memories away.
  'Why did you bring food with you?' he than asked. Joli didn't pay attention to what he was saying, as she began to feel dizzy. She grabbed her head with one hand.
  Damn.
  She stumbled backwards, her balance dissapearing because of the dizziness. She really, really needed to sit down...

  'You need to sit down, you don't look so well,' Hannes said.
  Did hé just say that?
  Joli nodded and looked around. There was ofcourse nothing to sit on, 'cause this was the fucking hallway. The most people were gone too, fortunately. But she had to sit, otherwise she would fall.
  All shaking she walked over to her locker, what was not far away from here, luckily. She leaned against it and let her glide against it, until she sat on the floor. She pulled her knees up to her chin and tried to breath slowly.
  This could not be happening. No, no, no.

  When she saw Hannes sitting down next to her, even there was a metre distance between them. She was rocking slowly back and fort, trying to calm her heart rating.
  She didn't pay attention to the action of Hannes. Why was he sitting next to her anyway? He now saw her on her most vulnerable. On the other hand, she appreciated his concern, although it must not be for her.
  When rolled a bottle of water to her she looked at him with surprise. She took the bottle anyway and muttered a smal 'thanks.' The water helped a little but the panick was still there.
  Cherie, who Joli had not payed attention to when the panick hit, now nudged her snout into her cheek. Joli smiled a little and took Cherie into her hands. She petted it and it helped very well. Now you see, the presence of an animal really can slow your heartbeat. In this case, it works perfect.
  Joli looked over at Hannes. 'Why are you sitting next to me?' she asked quietly. It was a burning question, as Hannes hates her. And she hates Hannes.

  'Because my head and face hurts,' he said. Now Joli saw the scars. Ah yeah, the cat. A small smirk , thinking back at how mister Fuchs jumped on Hannes. She still didn't know the relation between those two, it didn't looked like a normal student, teacher relation.
  He softly knocked on one of the lockers. 'Plus, this one is mine.' A small smirk appeared on his face.
  'Plus, yelling at you hurts so fucking much, so it isn't worth it,' he mumbled. Joli smiled while she looked at her shoes again.
  'What's wrong with you?' he than asked. She faced him again. A nervous laughter escaped her mouth.
  'Ehehe, I eh... 'W-What do you mean?'

  'Your panicking so I wondered what was wrong with you, that isn't that weird to ask you know,' he answered rudely.
  Joli nodded. 'Yeah, well...' she sighed. She really wasn't gonna tell him what was going on. She didn't trust him with it, she trusted nobody with it. Besides, she didn't wanted to talk about it anyway.
  'That just... Happens, I suppose,' she shrugged. That was all she said and it was all she would say. He knew enough already.
  The girl wanted to go. Unfortunately she didn't had the excuse to say that she had classes, as Hannes was in the same as hers. And she didn't feel good. She still was shaking and felt very dizzy.
  Joli sighed and leaned her head against the lockers. She really hated this...
  'Don't you want to go to your dorm? This isn't like you...' she said quietly while she faced him. 'Just... Leave me alone, please?' She needed the rest to become herself again. Hannes wasn't helping at all. She felt like being watched, as if she would be beaten up again...

  'Yeah ofcourse I want to, I fucking hate it here, and I am aware of the fact that you want me gone, just as much as I want you gone but I have been in school all day and pain is killing me, so I ain't gonna move until that fucking painkiller does it's work,' he stated.
  Joli looked at the wall opposite of her, knowing she was stuck here with him.
  'So I guess we are both trapped in this hell.'
  'I guess...' Joli sighed heavily. She really didn't want this. But as long she would remain calm she could survive this.
  I hope.
  In order to reduce her panic attack, she started breathing exercises. Calmly she breathed in and out, trying to forget the probably judgemental look on Hannes' face. She found support in Cherie tough.