Difficult Decisions

The Australian Word Choice

By the way for those of you who don't know johnathan thurston the image is him kicking a golden point in extra time to win the competition in the NRL grand final 2015 against the broncos... hes in the cowboys... I'm Australian... the other writer is could-be-brit *cough* American *cough cough*... ye... GO JT!!!! I'll let you read the fan fic now ;-;

Georgia's POV

I look at my ankle. "You've really gotten yourself into some shit this time..." I laugh to myself, trying to push aside the pain. "GEORGIA!" I turn and see Alex running toward me. She sits by my side. "Are you ok?" She asks worriedly. "Bruh." She shakes her head and laughs. "You idiot." She says jokingly. Her face turns serious. "But seriously. You should know better than to take naps unsupervised. You could have gotten into serious shit. Not just mild. How the hell did you climb a two story building asleep anyway?" I look at her with a stern face, trying not to laugh. "I'm Spooder Mahn..." She blinks a couple times, before hugging me tightly. "You Australian idiot you..." I laugh at her remark, and answer; "Says the could-be-brit." We stand up together. "I'll call one of the guys to come pick us up." I take out my phone. "Hmmm... Ryan? Nah. Sean? Nope. Matt? NO! ... Mark. Yeah." Alex looks up at me and waggles her eyebrows. "I would push you over right now if you weren't the only thing holding me up." I'm so lucky to have a friend like her. Mark picks up. "Oh my god! Georgia are you ok? Alex didn't tell us what the thing you did was before she left." I look at her then realise how much they would have freaked out if she told them. Umma do something real stupid right now. "Yeah. Just threw myself off a two story building whilst asleep. Can you come pick us up please? We're a the library." Silence. "HOLY SHIT! YES I'LL BE THERE!" I turn off my phone. "And now we wait." We sit back down. "What was the dream about anyway? You've never done anything this bad before." I shudder. "Well... I didn't really get a good look at the figure... but, he was male. I can tell you that much. I was with you. He was chasing us around the city, like a bad horror movie. Everything was worn down... we came to the library and we ran up the stairs. We got to the roof and then we realised that we... well... fucked up. There was no where to run. I don't know why we were so scared of him. He wasn't armed. It sounded like he was sobbing... I wanted to stop, but you insisted on running. Anyway, we were backing up near the edge, when, it broke. We slipped and I grabbed hold of the ledge, whilst you were holding my other hand. I looked up at the man. He stuck out his hand, but I couldn't grab it unless I dropped you. And you know that was never gonna happen. So... I just let go. Sorta like Until Dawn now I think about it. Huh." Next thing I know, Alex is hugging me. "Nice to know you would do that for me in a situation like that." We smile at each other. "GEORGIA!" I see Mark running toward us. He hugs me harshly. "Jesus dude." I laugh. He gets off and looks at my ankle. "We need to get you to a hospital." He has fear and care in his eyes. "Nah. I think I'll just need some ice." He gives me a caring look. "Trust me. I've had that many sporting injuries I've become tolerant. Not only that, I'm from Australia. Snakes in ya back yard, red backs in ya room. Anyway, I'm so hungry I could jump up and bite a low flyin duck. Now hurry up! Right now I'm hopin ya chicken turns into an emu and kicks ya dunny door down. Now let's get this done like Johnathan Thurston kickin a golden point." They both stare at me. I just sigh. "I have grown tolerance for pain. I have grown up tough, coming from Australia. I am very hungry. Now let's go, I'm annoyed, let's get this done perfectly." Silence. "Who's Johnathan Thurston?" I shake my head. "LET'S GO!"