And there she was. Ashanti White on top of the building of Lake Worth High.

At first, Ashanti was confused. She followed the girls directions. Maybe she turned the wrong way? She turned around ready to continue her journey of finding the front office until she looked to her said.

And there he was.

A young boy, couldn't be older than her all bruised and battered up. Like he's been beaten with a bat for 2 days straight.

Red stains which Ashanti assumed was blood dripped down his face. It was a horrid sight to see.

The boy stood on the edge of the building. As if he was going to-

"Don't do it!"

Ashanti found herself shouting before she could process what she said.

Everything stood still. The crowd of students Ashanti just noticed stopped screaming and the boy had froze.

He turned his head so Ashanti could now properly see him. The boy had deep brown eyes and a small beard that was growing.

"And you are?" he asked in a raspy deep voice.

"Huh? Oh me?" she dumbly asked

Yes, you Ashanti. Who else can't keep their mouth shu?!

"A-Ashanti White. Are you," Ashanti looked at the uniform in her hands just to say anything to keep the conversation going. "...Miguel.. Cole?"

They stay silent for what seemed like forever when he finally says "That would be me, yes"

"I-I have your clothing. I Believe it's a-about 17 dollars" she stutters.

Damn Ashanti could you not fuck up for one second? she thought

The boy now known to be Miguel looked down at the crowd that screamed and yelled for him to jump, to commit suicide, to finally end it before he glanced back at Ashanti.

"The school will pay for it, thank you" he said with a soft smile. Miguel looked forward before officially ending the pain, taking his final step.