reputation,, mike chang

five

" so here's what you missed on glee,
puck tried to steal an atm and
got himself stuck in juvie.

sam and quinn are sort of
a couple, and that brings us to
more sort of couples.

did you see how dylan and
mike were warming up to each
other at the soccer game last
week? well, we certainly did
before she ended up with a
broken ankle- talk about ouch.

tina managed to work her way
through her shyness and
comforted olivia as dylan was
placed into the ambulance, those
two are also kinda cute.

artie and brittany went out,
but then he sort of dumped her,
and now he sort of wants her back

kurt's pretty lonely all by himself,
and so is coach beiste. sue keeps
trying to get her to quit. she even
baked her a patch of dog poop
cookies.

and that's what you missed
on glee! "

just as dylan expected, her mother was absolutely frantic. "i don't know what you were thinking, i mean running to get that ball obviously wouldn't have worked." an angry mrs. foyes narrowed her eyes, squeezing her daughter's icy hand from her position next to dylan's hospital bed.

dylan let out a quiet groan, "mom, you've been scolding me for the past hour." she finally spoke up, her voice hoarse from all the crying she'd been doing, "i'm sorry." her entire world had shifted in the matter of seconds, and now dylan felt an emptiness.

"well, it doesn't matter," michelle foyes shook her head, her eyes calm but her face stoic, "i did have a few scouts approach me, they loved you out there, d. but," michelle ran her hand through her graying hair slowly, "-but, they're worried you won't be able to play again."

"what," if dylan's eyes could pop out of their socket, they would have in that exact moment, "m-mom," her voice whispered as a shakiness began to follow, "what did i do?"

michelle released dylan's hand and moved her own hand to push back the hair out of dylan's eyes, "the doctor had to wait until you were fully conscious to test you for paralysis, baby. but, as of right now, it's just broken."

dylan let out a breathy sigh of relief, "i can feel it mom, i can." she nodded her head and michelle's smile brightened, "so i can't-" she didn't finish her sentence as her eyes wandered.

"no more soccer, no more ballet, no more dance. you're going to have to keep off your ankle for at least four weeks, and i doubt you'll be able to return to soccer until your senior year." michelle foyes told dylan softly.

dylan's face downcast and michelle stood up, hating to see her daughter in such pain, "but i do have some good news," she told dylan with a small grin, "some of those college scouts still decided to put you on the watch list for next year- that's how good you were, baby."

dylan hated herself at the current moment, her backpack slung tightly over her arm as she slowly made her way into mckinley high. she kept mumbling curses under her breath, her left leg up as she used crutches to assist her as she began walking through the cluster of students.

students stared at her, the captain of the girls soccer team, in crutches. news had spread fast around mckinley about the game. girl's soccer wasn't usually the most talked about sport in the school, but an event like this had stares coming from all grade levels.

"dylan!" olivia's voice yelled out, briefly stilling the halls as she raven haired girl shoved her way towards her friend, "i got so worried when you weren't answering my calls, mike had to stop me from stealing his keys and visiting you in the hospital myself."