"Karyn, what are you doing?" It was Tim. She turned around, thinking about what she was gonna say. But when she saw that Tim had become an emo boy, she quickly backed away. She was so focused on Jon that she hadn't noticed where the other emo boys went. And she had no idea that Tim was one of them.
"Keep away from me," she said.
"I want to help you, Karyn." Tim pulled his black razor out of his pocket. He ran his thumb over the blade, causing it to bleed. He seemed totally detatched, like he didn't care that he was intentionally cutting himself.
"Keep away."
"Soon you'll understand us. People will understand our pain."
Karyn backed up into a wall. There was nowhere to run. Tim saw this as his chance, so he took it. Unfortunately for Tim, Karyn saw what he was planning and ducked out of the way before the razor even touched her. Then she ran.
But Tim didn't follow. He just stood there, hunched over. He couldn't even get this right. My life is so fucking pathetic, he thought, as a tear fell from his eye.
