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Megan shot her a glare. "Have you really changed or are you kissing up to get on everyone's good side until the tornado is gone?" She asked, accusingly.  She had had enough of Shauna's harassment.
"I've really changed!" Shauna scowled. "And even if I hadn't, I would've said I had. So really, what was the point in asking that question when you were gonna get the same answer either way -_- ?"
"For all I know, you could be lying so shut up!" Megan shouted at her, angrily.  She let out a soft sigh and walked off.

Brian followed her, but Zack stayed there shooting Shauna an accusing look.
"Okay," Shauna grumbled. "I see nobody wants me here. So I'll leave as soon as it's safe again outside. But if you're not gonna try and be friends with me, can you at least leave me alone?"
They all walked away from her. Even Ryan was fed up with her by now. He could plainly see there was no way to get her to see reason.
After everyone else left, Shauna stomped off into the basement once again - where nobody dared to bother her.

About eight hours later, she finally showed herself... and noticed that things seemed to have brightened up outside.

"I'm gonna leave now," she announced. "Don't worry: I won't steal any candy from kids this time. I'm better than that now!"
No one paid any attention to her or her words. They were honestly more focused on surveying the damage.
A couple of hours later, however, Shauna was back. She was clutching her head in agony: there wasn't any blood, but there was a nasty purple bruise right across her forehead.

"A piece of wood flew into my face!" she whined. "I look really stupid now!"
Ryan immediately called 911 and asked for an ambulance, while Brian had her lie down.

The girls had gone off to Megan's bedroom to hang out by then.
In spite of the treacherous weather (and the number of other calls the doctors likely had to handle), one of the ambulances somehow made it - and arrived about 20 minutes later. When it arrived, Shauna immediately stormed over and leapt into the back.

"Glad you made it," she huffed impatiently. "This bruise was killing me!"
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