You were more than a little scared and desperate now. School was dangerous enough for your squishy body during supervised classes and when you had Andrew watching out for you. Imagining the angry looks of your classmates if you you got them in trouble was enough of an incentive to run.
In no time you reached the staircase, but in your panic you find your feet slipping. "No no no!" you squeak as you tumble down the first set of stairs. Proppelled by gravity your malleable body twisted and splatted like a Saturday morning cartoon.
All of sudden something crashed down on top of your form, smearing you between what you assumed was a foot and the stairs. As your body adjusted to this new shape you looked up at your 'savior'.
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