I still remember that night. Getting a call from Bulldog, saying he and Tori got in an accident and were in the Birchwood Hospital. That was in Southern Angels territory. The current heroes of WoodTier. That wasn't good.
The rest of us were at Roger's house, celebrating a little because we had always wanted Bulldog and Fireball to get together. They had just left for their first date, and couldn't have been gone for more than 30 minutes before I got the call.
"Phone's ringing!" Roger shouted. Roger had medium brown hair that he used hair spray or something like that to make it stick straight up in sharp spikes. He was pretty tall, 6 ft at only 17, and had light skin and a couple freckles on his face. His eyes were an exciting blue, and he had the most reckless smile. He was the clown of the group, Pluto's brother, and drunk at the moment.
I got up to answer the phone, and immediately I knew something was wrong. Bad wrong. Cause Bull said Fireball's real name; Tori. You never say their real name unless it's serious. My face must have changed, because when I hung up, everyone was looking at me.
"Who was it?" Pluto looked at me empathetically. Pluto had long, beautiful brown hair that curled and dropped almost to her waist. She had big dark brown eyes and tan-ish skin with freckles a lot like Rogers. But they didn't look very similar to me. Pluto was 15 and 5'3, and had darker skin and darker hair than Roger. Roger was super tall compared to Pluto. But they both lived together on the poor side.
"Bulldog." I looked at the door. "They're at the hospital. We better go." At that I ran for the door and bursted out, and the others followed behind me. I jumped in the front seat of Roger's truck and scrambled for the keys in the hood above. Pluto slipped in beside me and Gabby, Egghead and Raptor jumped in the back. Roger hit the door by me and yelled through the glass;
"You guys go ahead, I'll meet you there!"
I just nodded and slammed on the gas. We swerved out of the dirt road and sped along the crumbly path out of Roger's neighborhood. Behind me I could see him running to the garage, to get his uncle's motorcycle.
Roger's big orange Chevy Truck bounced along the main road through WoodTier. We passed White Road which marked the beginning of Southern Angel Territory. I saw Pluto biting her bottom lip nervously and scanning the area. I was kind of scared too. Now that they were on top, Angels seemed unbeatable. And being in their land, the Hero's land, we could get attacked at any moment.
Finally the hospital came into view. I swerved into the parking lot and everyone jumped out. We ran through the glass doors and looked around, surrounded by people we didn't know. Egghead went up to the counter to start asking. Roger grumbled something and started running down the hall instead. Gabby and Raptor followed. Pluto shrugged at me and started running after them. I wondered if waiting for a sure answer would be faster, if sticking with Egg would get us to Fireball and Bulldog before the others. But then I heard the nurse at the counter say something about private information, and Egghead rubbing his forehead as he always does when he's frustrated. At that point I sprinted after the others.
Roger was poking his head in every door, and in the back of my mind I wondered how annoying that would be. Pluto and Gabby were asking every nurse and doctor they passed by, Raptor had her hand on her head and was mumbling something behind me. And me? I was kind of just standing there. I heard Egghead run up behind us and turned around. He sprinted past me and slid to a stop at the elevator.
"313" Egghead shouted at us, waiting for the elevator to open. We all ran to it and waited, and waited, and waited.
"Screw this, I got the stairs." Raptor did her click noise she always does when she goes on her own and ran down the hall. As soon as she was out of sight, the elevator opened up with 3 other people in there. We crammed in and waited impatiently. I glanced at the people. They looked disgusted by us. Was it obvious we weren't Angels?
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WingWard Side
Teen FictionWoodTier is a small town split into 5; the Foxbloods, the Southern Angels, the Painted Side, the ShadowHeads and the WingWard Side. CakePop and his 7 friends all belong to the WingWard side, and the mood suddenly shifts when a fellow gang member di...