Life Ruining Situation

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I woke up in the hospital. I kind of was scared at first, but I had all my clothes on from school so I was confused. I tried to get up, but when I moved I saw the three boys staring at me. It kinda freaked me out a little, but I still tried to leave. When I moved the covers, I noticed that there was a cast on my arm. I was still super dopey and loopy and I could barely make out a sentence. I could barely move, but I still was mad. After a couple of minutes, I started feeling better, and could actually talk. At first I was a little loopy, when I was asking what they did you my arm. But once they clarified that they put it in a cast, I got all mad, and I screamed and demanded that they take it off of my arm. I was so mad and was yelling, " Take it off!" Over and over again, while also trying to pull it off with my other hand. I then asked, " How am I supposed to play lacrosse with this on? Take it off!"

The guy wearing the number 11 jersey then stated, " It will heal soon, just wear this until you feel better, and try to lay low on the activity, or I will have to have one of my friends watch you. Okay?"

I just agreed because I didn't want to have to argue with people right now, while I was really weak. It turned out number 24 was the guy I ran into, Stiles, and number 11's name was Scott. Them and Liam were the ones in the room with me and were the ones that helped me. I asked if they could drop me off at the school, but they said that they could just drop me off at my house. Since I didn't want any of these guys to know where I lived, I convinced them to drop me off at the school, and stated that my dad would pick me up from there. When they finally cracked, I grabbed all my stuff and started to head outside. The three were right on my heels to make sure I didn't use my arm, or try to break the cast.

Once we arrived at the school, I got out immediately and tried to say bye. Scott then said, " Oh no. We're not going to let you off that easy. Give me your phone." The demand was strange, but I assumed that they would get it one way or another. I took my phone out and Scott snatched it and brought it in the car. I almost yelled at them, but Scott said not to worry. I got my phone back quickly. All they did was put their numbers in and then they left me. I made sure they left, and then I started walking home.

When I got home, my dad wasn't home so I had to use the spare key underneath the doormat. When I was finally alone, I put the cast in a plastic bag took a shower and then I just slept because it was already 5 and I was super exhausted from today. I heard my father come home, and I knew that I would have to describe this huge cast on my arm, so I went downstairs to him. Once he saw me, I started to describe everything that had happened that day. My father just said that it was fine, and that it was so smart of them to think like that; quick and intelligent. I was super tired, so I said goodnight to my father and went to bed.

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