Roses

11

A:N// ahh!! So excited for the #wattys2017 and I am really hoping this story wins something!

Birds chirping. Sun shining on my face to wake me up while stretching peacefully and crawling out of bed to get ready for the perfect to-be day. That is what's called a 'fairytale' morning. I, Graylee Harrison, do not have 'fairytale mornings'. Want to know how my morning went? I'll tell you just that.
Sleeping in past my alarm. Bounding out of bed, hastily making it, grabbing a pair of black leggings, an oversized "clickbait" sweatshirt, and a pair of socks was not how I wanted my morning to go. After rushing to the bathroom to change I throw some tennis shoes on and I put my hair up into a messy ponytail before sprinting out of the dorm rooms into the main school building. I run down to the dining hall and luckily there is still a line for food. I take a plate of eggs and a glass of orange juice before walking to my table.
"Hey guys." I say, out of breath as I sit down and begin to gobble up my eggs.
"Hello miss latey-Graylee." Ridley giggle as she finishes her eggs.
"Shut up." I say with a mouthful of food. She looks at me in disgust.
"That's gross." She shakes her head.
"I'm sorry, you could've woken me up!" I exclaim, still eating my eggs and sipping my orange juice.
"You looked so peaceful!" She cries. I just roll my eyes.
"Am I peaceful now?" I grumble as I clean off the plate of eggs.
"Nope." She shrugs and sips her juice.
"Wait, where's Ash and Max?" I question aloud.
"Oh, Ash is tutoring some ninth grader." Ridley shrugs and puts my plate on top of hers she gets up and puts them on the counter to be washed.
"Max is probably planning a stupid prank on the ninth graders." Ridley rolls her eyes as she comes back.
"Oh. Ok." I shrug as Ridley yanks me out of the chair and out of the dining hall to the courtyard. Unfortunately, it's raining! What a great day so far. I run for cover of the girls dorms and hurry up to my room to see another bouquet of roses on my bed. Ridley squeals and takes the bouquet and puts in it the cup with the other roses. I quickly look at the note. Like the roses? I stifle a laugh at the simple question. Ridley is freaking out and I just roll my eyes and blush, but mostly, I wonder who sent the flowers.
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The rain hasn't stopped, but I have to go to class. I run out of the dorm and into the wet courtyard. Bad idea, really. I don't see any of my friends or the big puddle in front of me. My ankle twists and I fall on my wrist. I want to scream in pain right now. I swallow the sob in my mouth as I try to turn myself to sit on my bottom. I do that successfully with a searing pain in my wrist and ankle.
"Crap." I mutter. Luckily my books are in my locker, and my phone is in my jacket, not my pants pocket.
"Gray!" A voice yells and I hear splashes as people run towards me.
"Hi guys." I force a smile.
"Are you okay? What happened?" I look up to see Ash, Cody, and Lucas standing over me.
"I think I twisted my ankle and sprained my wrist." I shrug.
"I'll help you up." Lucas uses my right arm to help me get up, luckily not the one I injured. I try to walk but I stumble.
"Here." Ash comes over and picks me up.
"Ash-" I begin but he cuts me off.
"I don't care if you miss some of you're classes. You are going to the nurse." He says with force. I stop struggling and just let myself go limp.
"Okay." I grumble, but truly, I'm thankful.
"Get better Gray!" Lucas waves and so does Cody and I wave with my right hand. Ash carries me off to the nurses quarters.
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"Ms. Calista?" Ash looks for the nurse.
"Hello Ashten! Oh my! Who is this girl you brought?" Suddenly the nurse appears. I force a smile.
"This is Graylee Harrison." He responds and follows the nurse to a separate cot and she has him set me down on the cot.
"Hello Graylee! What happened!" She looks concerned.
"Well, I slipped and I think I twisted my ankle and sprained my wrist." I tell her about my incident.
"I'll get some x-rays; don't worry, the school pays for them; and I'll get you the results." She hurried off to a room to get an x-ray machine as a boy about twenty enters the room.
"Hey, I'm the nurses assistant, and can you tell me your teachers so I can get you two out of today's classes, maybe this weeks for Graylee?" He seems nervous.
"Mrs Parkins, Ms Gemma, Ms De Ann, and Mr Tellon." I respond.
"Mr Jameson, Miss Camela, Ms De Ann, and Mr Tellon." Ash makes eye contact with the assistant. Once he wrote down the teachers names he runs away as the nurse comes back in.
"Miss Harrison, I will x-ray your foot and wrist now." She has me put my foot and wrist on this black, very smooth paper while she takes images with these giant machines.
"I will scan the photos, and I will be back in a few minutes." She darts out of the room leaving Ash and I alone.
"Ash." I whisper.
"Yes." He says clearly.
"Thank you." I give a faint smile to him and he does the same.
"Anytime, Gray."
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"Miss Harrison, your foot is sprained so I will just have to wrap it and you will be on crutches for two weeks, but your wrist is fractured so you will have it in a cast for a month." She breaks the news to me. Ash left ten minutes ago when Ridley rushed in very worried about me.
"Okay ma'am. Thank you." I say as she nods to me and kneels at my sprained foot to wrap it in a thick bandage type wrap. She gets and fits a pair of crutches for me and then has me crutch to an open room where there are different colors for casts.
"I will give you a waterproof cast, but your foot cannot get wet, only your arm." She gives a reassuring smile to me. "What color would you like?"
"May I have a light blue?" I ask politely as the assistant wraps my arm in waterproofing.
"Of course." She takes a wheel of light blue casting and begins to wrap it in a specific pattern along the waterproofing after the assistant has finished. She presses the cast and let's it sit for two minutes.
"Miss Harrison you are free to go. Lunch is about now, so I would go there if I were you." She smiles and Ridley carries my few things as I try to crutch to the dining hall.

A:N// how about that plot twist??? Who are you shipping?
Ashlee?
Grax?
Rivley?