Tuesday
-please tell me if there are any grammar errors-
"Cassie! I swear to god if you spray perfume every where, I will strangle you!" I call from my bed. "Well, then get up faster!" She calls. I slump out of bed, and walk to the bathroom. It doesn't smell of perfume. I turn around to see Cassie holding her perfume bottle and aiming it at my face. "Cassie, this isn't funny. Put down the damn perfume-" she sprays. It gets in my eyes. I can barely see. I run down the stairs and trip on the broken stair. I tumble down and hit my head on the corner of the wall. I hear a scream. And then it all goes dark.
I wake up in a white room, smelling of cleaning chemicals and rubbing alcohol. I see Cassie next to wear I'm lying. Her head in her arms. My head hurts. I touch the back of my head and my hand comes away slightly red and sticky. Blood. Oh god.
"Cassie? Hey what happened?" Her head shoots up, her face was streaked with tears. "Alex! You're alright!" And attacks me with a hug. "Ouch" she pulls away.
"I was scared there for a moment"
I grab my phone from the vanity table next to me. "Cassie! You should be at school!"
She shakes her head. "No. Mom said i could stay with you. After what happened I feel responsible" I hold her hand. "I'm not mad at you. Well to be fair I forgot what happened, so explain. Now". She launches into the story of what happened all I could do was think. That's why my head stings like a bitch. "Cassie. For future reference. Don't do that again. Please?" She nods and laughs. "Shit! I have to meet Ethan for the project!" I remove the covers and stand up. My vision goes blurry, and I sit back down and close my eyes, waiting for the feeling to pass. "Doctor says you should take it easy" My mom says leaning against the door frame. "But I have a project!"
"Just tell him that you injured yourself and he has to come here" says Cassie. I grab my phone and message Charlotte.
Me: Hey Char! Please tell me what I missed!
Char: I know! What he hell happened?!
Me: I fell down the stairs and now I'm in the hospital
Char: WHAT?!? Okay I'm on my way!
Me: if you run into Ethan tell him to come here so we can work on the project!
Char: will do!
I waited at least thirty minutes.
I was about to fall asleep when someone with black heir pulled me into a bear hug. "Charlotte. Can't. Breath" she lets go and I gasp. "Don't you dare scare me like that again!" I nod and laugh. "I promise mom" I say sarcastically. "Oh I ran into Ethan! He says he will be here in around an hour"
I nod my head.
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Hi guys! Okay for this I'm going to do part three. So don't think I just left you guys!
-Riley
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Teen FictionAlex: The school's hard-core punk rocker with a brain made for books and a body made for sport. Ethan: The schools typical jock, who's more intelligent then you expect loves punk but is afraid to be rejected by his 'Friends'. He loves reading more t...
