··Chapter 5··

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"Get yo ass up!" I hear an annoying bad impressioned voice shout. An object meets my face which makes me shove Siena off the bed and onto the floor.

"Where in the hell were you? You came home at like 5!" she asks me and I groan, sitting up.

"I fell asleep at the party. Camden did too so once I got that big ofe up we went home." I explain, exchanging my party atire for some grey joggers and a blue tank top. I slip on some fuzzy socks and walk over to my door.

"Mhm.." she says skeptically, following me into the kitchen.

"Mhm. Im makin pancakes." I say changing the subject. She chuckles and gets out a pan.

"I wish it was like this at my house." Siena says, stirring the mix together. I sigh and make a face in understanding.

"I know. It gets better. Just wait." I say trying to add some positivity to the situation.

"Wait for what?" A male voice asks. Camden's dad plops down into a chair in the dining room.

"PANQUACKS!" Camden shouts. I burst into laughter and a snort escapes from me.

"WOAH you still do that?" he asks. Now he's histarical. I smack a hand over my mouth and giggle some more.

"Shut up." I mumble, but I know he heard me.

"Make Me." he tests me. I shake my head and flip a pancake. Asshole is lucky I even made him a pancake. Once breakfast is over, Siena and I change into our volleyball attire for our last practice of the season, for our last game of the season, and drive off to the high schools gym.

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"No, McClure! Come here, right now!" Coach yells. I sigh and jog over to her.

"What in the hell has gotten into you? Our game is tonight! Against the warriors!" she lectures.

"Maizy, you're the best player we have. Especially going up agaisnt them. Get your crap together." and with that I jog back to my position, waiting for the opposite side to serve.

"Get it, Gab!" I yell to our Libero. She saves it in time and Siena sets to me. I wait for the ball to reach it's highest point before jumping and hitting it down with all my might, only to collapse to the floor and everything goes black.

My eyes flutter open and I feel pain surge to my left ankle and it feels like it's been cut off.

"Ahhg shit shit shit" I keep mumbling to myself to help the pain, but it doesnt.

"You alright?" I hear a guy ask. I look up to see Camden towering over me, only to realize he's carrying me.

"Fuck no," I say, trying to hold back tears. I don't cry. Not in front of people at least. But it doesn't work and the tears keep flowing as does the pain.

He carries me into the emergency room of the hospital and sets me ina wheel chair. My mom checks me in and I am rushed to a room immediately. They take the obvious x-rays and shows my mom a clean break.

"No, no that cant be! I have a game in an hour!" I exclaim, throwing my hands in the air. I bet coach is pissed.

"And you're gonna miss it. Because you need surgery." the doctor says. I cover my face and start to breathe heavily.

"It's okay." I hear Camden say as he rests a hand on my shoulder. Aha why does he care anyway? He used to be a dick to me until I told him I was moving...

*30 minutes later*

"Okay, Miss Maizee. Count backward from 10.. 9.. 8.. 7.. 6.. 5.. 4, 3, 2, 1-"

And everything goes black as I am put under anesthesia.

SO IDK WHAT THE HECK I JUST WROTE.. SO ITS TRASH AND IT MAY NEED TO BE MAJORLY EDITED SOON BUT I COULDNT NOT UPDATE SO ENJOY, VOTE AND COMMENT AND SHARE I LOVE YOU ALL
-PEACE, MADS

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