[She feels him tense beside her, and wishes she still tensed before the fall. Wishes that her own fall still evoked some kind of emotion in her, other than shame. She drops the phone, abandons it, and she presses her cheek back against his chest. His rage is almost it's own kind of safety.]

It was only minor injuries. A concussion and I sprained my wrist, but-- [She extends her arm and flops her wrist around as if to show him how well it healed.] I can do cartwheels and handstands again.

But yeah. They all laughed. And when I went back to school, everyone acted like I was the one who screwed up! Kids falling down in the halls. And then-- it wasn't just at school. It was-- everywhere. At the mall, online--

Janis saw it. Connor saw it online too, but... he didn't watch. [She has to pull back her hand now, done showing its full range of motion, to wipe the tear away that has escaped.]

But I still wanted to cheer. I was good at it, even if no one else wanted me on the team anymore.