I fell to the ground, my backpack sliding across the polished hallway floor.
I could feel a shooting wave of pain from my wrist, having roughly hit the ground, and I immediately cradled it to my chest. At least it wasn't the worst pain I'd ever felt."Ah shoot, I'm so sorry," a worried, husky voice said.
I looked up and saw a boy, maybe sixteen, staring down at me with a hand outstretched. But it wasn’t the fall that now shocked me into silence, but rather his eyes.
They were like molten golden orbs, catching
