Dancer with a Broken Wing

Chapter 3

"Dylan I'm sorry for not coming to the game yesterday,I just got caught up"I excuse leaning ion Dylan's locker.He looked up from his backpack with disinterest .I notice his expression and decide to kinda change the subject.

"So did you guys win?"

"Yeah but why does it matter to you"Dylan finally said with disgust.

"Because,my bestfriend is the star if the football team"I smile

"I'm sorry who is that again"Dylan used my words against me.

"I told you I was sorry Dylan,what do me do,beg for your forgiveness "I shout "you have millions of fans to do that"

"Yeah,but non of them are suppose to be my bestfriend"Dylan fired back.The 3rd period bell rang before I could retaliate.

"See you later Kyri Johnson ".I already knew he was mad at me but that sealed it.He never said my first and last name.

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Dylan and I hadn't talked for almost two weeks since that arguement.We passed each other in the halls without conversation.He hang out with the popular crowd.While I hung out with...no one.Other than my anti-Dylan strike my mother decided to go Las Vegas for the week leaving me with Nick. She said it was because she didn't trust me,but the truth was she didn't a husband messin up her fun.Nick didn't notice though he was too busy trying to get me to sleep with him to.

It was Tuesday August 24 and obviously Dylan and I still weren't talking by the way we pretended each other didn't exist.Anyway other than that something about today was off.Maybe it was the way Nadeen hung around Dylan like a cheap ruby necklace.That's not it.How about how Amanda expressed how worthless I was.No.Oh I know.It was how I got sick to my stomach from the smell of my favorite food. Ding Ding! That was it.I never got sick exspecailly not from smells.To top that I threw up three times,still I decided not to go home.Staying in school was a lot better than being at home alone with Nick.

By the time school was over I felt a little better so I stayed over to practice for the recital this weekend.It was nothing but me,the studio and the music.It was what made me happy.As the music started I felt like I was in another world ,slipping away from my problem.Nick had never married my mom,Dylan was never upset with me,I had never become invisable to my mom,and Daddy had never died.

"Whatcha doin here alone?"Crystal,one of the other dancers ,asked shutting the studio's doors.I stopped dancing to look up at her and began to feel dizzy.

"Um Just clearing my head"I heard my voice seem as if it was dripping from my mouth,yet it was soft and slow.The next thing I know my body hit the floor.

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(Dylan's POV)

As I walked out of the gym there's an ambulance in the front of the school.I had a bad feeling.Its not like I could see the person that was on the stretcher ,I had a bad feeling.Something told me to call Kyri,and when I did she didn't pick up.

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(Kyri's POV)

I hated him!!!! Nick didn't do it on purpose,I still hated him for what he did.Pregnant at 15 this shouldn't have happened to me and this was all Nick's fault.I was suppose to become this perfect little dancer,but there's no way I could with a baby inside me.

I sit up on the couch pondering on the doctor's words.It made me scared,sick,yet angry at the same time.What would mom say,what about Nick,Dylan?-.No scratch Dylan I couldn't tell him anymore.He'd probably tell one of he's new popular best friends and they'd ride on it all year or maybe until I graduate.Looks like this was only my problem ,so that meant I had to take care of it myself.