Jason finally emerged from class and approached Paul. It was clear he was worried about something. He flashed Paul a smile, but it didn't seem like a happy smile. It was almost forced from Paul's perspective. They stepped a bit further away from the classroom to get what little privacy they could in the halls of a high school.
"...truthfully...I'm glad you texted me as well. I've...I've been meaning to talk to someone about this for a bit now."
Paul's curiosity peaked.
"Listen...I never wanted to talk about this...like at all. But...ever since yesterday and looking at that creature's eyes...I-I had the feeling of me seeing those eyes before. ...and I have. Y-Ya know about that big game last year...right?"
"Couldn't forget that game if I tried," Paul replied to Jason. "I'll be honest and say I was hoping that you had gotten past it. But it's clear that it's still bothering you, and I can understand why I think." Was this still about his injury? Was he getting bullied for it? Paul had no idea what was going on, but...
That game was still fresh in Jason's mind, and Paul remembered it too. It was before he and Jason became friends, but there was nothing like seeing your star player get their wrist shattered and being taken out of the game for good. Everything after that went downhill. And most everyone on the basketball team, save for three or four players, blamed Jason for their loss.
"What's buggin' you?" Paul asked. "And how does it relate to the island?"
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