Chapter 3 - Casts

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Picture - Leah Lester

Dan's POV

"Okay, so we've got movies, popcorn, crisps, chocolate, blankets, pillows, Lion, Totoro-"

"Where's Ravioli?!" Leah called out in a panic. "I can't find him! I need to know he's okay!" She was running all around looking for the presious lion.

"Where was he last?" Olivia asked, walking over to Leah, trying to calm her down. She really did love that lion.

"He was by my bags! Where are our bags?" Leah turned to Phil, and Phil pointed to the bedrooms. She bolted to the rooms and entered one.

"Ravioli!" She called out, and her footsteps sounded loudly. We all laughed, and suddenly, there was a yell and 2 loud crashes.

"LEAH!"

Leah's POV

"Ravioli!" I ran towards the bookshelf he was on, and tried to think of a way to get him. I looked around and saw a spinny chair. I smile and quickly grabbed it, stepping on it to reach the top shelf. I stood tall and moved the stuff out of the way and grabbed Ravioli when suddenly, the chair rolled from under me.

I yelled as I fell down. Ow ow owww..you landed on your arm you stupid!! I was about to get up when the whole bookshelf came crashing down on my ankle. Ow! Bad bookshelf!

"LEAH!" I heard Olivia call. Fast footsteps could be heard in the hall leading to the bedroom's door. "God dammit Leah! What did you do?!"

"He was on the top shelf and there was stuff in the way so I stepped on the chair to get him when I fell and the shelf fell too!" I whinned.

"Wait wait wait.. do you mean you stepped on a fucking spinney chair?!" Olivia asked. I nodded, trying to get my foot out from the shelf, it was kinda hurting me. I think Dan and Phil caught on to that because they lifted it up off of me. I smiled at them, then looked over a fuming Olivia.

"Leah.. NO ONE STEPS ON A FUCKING SPINNEY CHAIR TO GET SOMETHING!" Olivia face palmed at my stupid idea.

"But-.."

"Guys, quit it. We need to get you to the hospital." Dan said. Phil grabbed onto me and put me on his back.

"Oww.." I whinned.

Later at the hospital

So.. I had to get a cast...

Never step on a spinney chair.. Unless you want to fall..

and die.

Just kidding, you won't die. Hopefully.

I was currently sitting in the waiting room while Mr. Lester.. I mean Phil.. It's so weird to say his first name. I would have expected him to be formal and want me to address him as Mr. Lester.. guess not.

"These are pain pil-"

"AH!" I screamed. "Oh my God! You scared me!" I said to Phil as he just popped out of thin air, startling me from my thoughts.

"I called your name but you weren't answering me, so I just decided to come over. Anyway, these are pain pills, make sure to take them every morning or night, you can decide. And you can take up to 3 doses in one day. Only if they don't work after an hour has passed." Phil explained, reading the instructions of the bottle. I nodded, grabbing the pills from him and putting them in my pocket. I stood up and we met Dan and Olivia down in the car. Apparently Dan and Phil had decided to buy a car since it was easier than getting 4 people into a taxi.

I now offically HATE spinney chairs.

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Sorry guys! This is just kinda a filler chapter that slowly introduces my character more, because I've done this before! I was 12 and my 27 year old had hid my presious lion up on the top shelf of my mother's photo album shelf. Now that thing was like.. 6 feet tall, and I was what.. 5 feet? I don't know but I was short! So I used my mum's spinney chair to get it, and I ended up falling and spraining my wrist! AND IT WAS MY LEFT! THE TEACHERS STILL WANTED ME TO WORK WHEN I COULDN'T WRITE! Gah I hate them.. >.

Anyway.. byeee

-L ♡

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