Hugs For The Bad Boy (Being Edited)

Chapter Six

I swear my name is too long.

"Ashleyanne!" I heard but didn't know where it was coming from. My name was repeated various times and in slow motion too. Blinking open my eyes, a pounding sensation gripped my head, unleashing a monstrous headache. I looked around the ugly white room and realized I was in the doctors office. Immediate cringe fell over my body. I hated hospitals, their smell, their looks, their everything.

"You got hit on the head by a volleyball." I nodded to the old nurse that was writing something down. I sat up and looked around once more, hoping to see Skye or a familiar face.

I did.

In the corner, beautifully contrasting the white room by wearing all black, and sprawled asleep on a chair, sat Andrew. This was all his fault. Thoughts of the previous encounters surged within me as my chest tightened thinking about it. I held my throbbing head and laid back down.

~Flashback~

I grabbed the hamburger and fries, as my stomach barking at me to hurry to the table. Skye dragged me to the table, where Skye and I devoured our meals in Sync. We didn't care that right across sat Andrew and his gang of weirdos.

"That's my little pig." Ash said poking Skye's face. Skye glared and went back to eating.

"You're disgusting." Jayko commented in disgust, his amused green eyes fixed on me with as he toyed with his long red hair. Despite my mouth being full, I gave them a smile hoping that they could all see the dead cow contents. They flinched, proving that they did witness the poor cow, and I struggled to contain my laughter. I began choking and reached out for the water to ease the burning feeling that was rising around my throat.

"That's what you get for eating like a slob" Andrew retorted with a smirk.

"Shut up." I retort. His smirk slowly vanished, and his eyes, no longer their natural blue, seemed to morph into shades of hazel. Shifting into your wolf? Without a word, he got up and left.

"Should I feel bad?" I asked the guys.

"Nah, he's just bipolar." Reassured Ethan. With a shrug I returned to savoring the food my voracious stomach demanded. What? I'm hungry.

After, lunch we made our way to gym class. I needed to have a talk with the secretaries or whoever made these schedules. My stomach was way too full to do anything. Skye and I walked onto the gymnasium as I rubbed my fake pregnant belly, and we joked about how far along we were.

The teacher announced that we would be playing volleyball today. A game I never understood so I just tried staying out of the way of others. Soon, the game intensified, and the actual volleyball players didn't seem to consider this a friendly game, no, this was war. We were currently playing for the game point.

Well... I was off to the side... But I was in the team. I wanted to be athletic, but I just rather not. Andrew came barged in my thoughts, exactly how he had barged out of the cafeteria. He took control of my mind, and concern for him began to overshadow the heated game. Maybe he just had to use the bathroom, or he wanted to get a head start to class, or maybe he forgot something, or maybe he -

"Ashleyanne!" Charice, the volleyball team captain, yelled out whilst pointing upwards. I glimpsed up to where Charice was pointing and saw the white word down ball flying through the air in my direction.