i nudged him with the side of my body . he turned his head and looked at them . he tries to think of some other way , when he notices it 's dark . i wish whoever took those pictures had n't done it . it struck his nose , drawing a thin blue line of blood . he knows he is the best , or at least will be the best . i 'm still telling myself that when i hear voices again , and one of them is much lower . no doubt thered be punishment , and he sighed . 