Iona looked at the guy as he threw up in mid sentence. She pulled back appalled. She yelled in disgust, yelling no while turning around and running. Iona's sweatshirt opened revealing her sailor girls outfit. It was a navy blue with white and a red ribbon in the front, and it went a n inch or two above her knees. She had long skinny legs too, which were covered in baggy pants, not matching her outfit at all. Iona closed her eyes, trying to get the image out of her head, if there was one thing bad about her, it was the fact that she was a super clean/germ free freak, and puke had all of it. Iona opened her eyes just in time to see a pole, but not enough time to change directions. Once again, she fell to the ground in pain. Iona rubbed her head, hoping her bloody nose wouldn't start up again. Iona hugged herself, wishing her mom was there to reassure her, and her dad was there to give her advice..... Iona let a tear slip down her cheek. "why....why me?" she whispered, forgetting about the twins and guys from earlier.
