Worst Night of my Life

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Well I did break my hand. My left one to be exact.

Of course the school would call an ambulance to come get me. It was so unnecessary, it's just causing a scene. 

I would have been okay with the ambulance, if they hadn't called my mom. My mom got there as they were walking me to the ambulance. 

"Alyssa Anne Mitchell!" Oh boy, here we go. 

"Mom I'm fine. I'm sorry. I got mad, and I thought I was going to punch a locker, but it turned out to be a wall and well, I can punch harder than I expected." I give her a sheepish look and try not to laugh, as I think back to it. 

My mom looks down at my hand, and then back at me. The anger that I'm sure traced my face a while ago, now appears on hers. I can see the fire behind her eyes. And I know if I wasn't injured right now she'd be screaming, and yelling, and probably break my hand for me. (I really am dramatic huh?) 

Mom doesn't say anything as we make our way to the hospital. I know why. She'll yell if she does. And as the mayor she has to be perfect. Or that's what she thinks. 

As soon as we get to the hospital, a nurse is waiting for me, and takes me to an x-ray room. 

After the x-rays, she takes me and my mom to a weird closed room so the doctor could put a cast on me.

After the nurse takes us to the room, she leaves and we wait for the doctor so we can get a cast, and hopefully some pain killers.

Me and Mom are left alone in the weird room, and I'm more worried about what she's gonna say, then I am about my hand.

"Alyssa. What the heck. What happened. How did you even-" She closes her eyes trying to calm down. 

"Mom.. I'm sorry. I ran into some guy this morning. Or I'm assuming it was a guy. I didn't see who it was. But I ran into someone, and dropped all of my books, and by the time I got all my papers and books together the bell rang, and I was late. But then I ran to class, and the teacher wasn't there yet. So I went to sit at my desk, and some guy I've never even seen before was in my seat. And I was trying to get him to move, and I was still standing when the teacher came in, and he said I was late for not being in my seat, and I told him about the guy in my seat and he told me I should have sat in a different seat. And then I told him that was my seat, and it will continue to be, and he said he didn't like my attitude, then gave me an attitude, and told me to go to the office. I walked into the hallway. I was mad and I wasn't thinking." I look at my mom for the first time since I started talking. Scared of seeing her reaction. 

She seems.. Calm?

"Well that guy was probably the-" She got cut off by the doctor.

"Hello. Well what do we have here?" he asked with a sing song voice and looked down at my hand. 

"Urm.. A broken hand?" I smart off. 

The doctor just laughs, and then walks over to the sink, and washes his hands. Ew, that means he's gonna touch me. 

He came over, and touched my broken hand. "Can you feel that?" he asks.

"Am I supposed to? My hand is broken." This pain is making me irritable.

He just laughs again. 

"Okay.. well let's get a cast on it shall we?" 

"Please." I try to give him the nicest smile I can manage. But in reality, I would like to rip his head off. Why would he touch my broken hand, and ask if I can feel it. All I can feel is pain.

After he get's the cast put on, he writes a prescription for pain killers, and we leave. 

Mom calls a cab to take us back to the school so we can get both of our cars.

Once we get to my school it is the end of the day, and everyone is leaving. I get to my car and drive out of the parking lot. As I do I pass my usual parking spot, and the car that now occupies it. And the owner of the car. Surprise surprise. Ocean eyes. 

I huff loudly before I realize my window is down, and he turns towards me. 

He smirks when he sees me. 

"You took my desk and my parking spot?!?" I spit at him. 

He looks at my hand. "You didn't have that fancy accessory this morning." He has the amused look back, but this time its on his face. 

"No. I didn't until this one idiot made me very mad. I went into the hall, and punched a wall. I thought it was a locker. Not that it would have made much difference." I shrug. 

"Wow girls get tempers like guys do?" He smirks again. 

"Not most. I'm one of a kind." I roll my eyes at my joke. 

"Well I'd love to stay and chat Princess, but I've got to get to a dinner tonight with the Mayor and her daughter." He says opening the door of his car. "See you tomorrow." He winks, and climbs into his car, and starts it. 

Wait. 

He's the one we're eating with??? He's one of the new weirdos?? 

Well explains why I've never seen him before. And why he took my desk and parking spot. Everyone else knows not to mess with me. 

I can't believe I have to eat dinner with him tonight. 

He's the reason I've got this stupid bright pink cast in the first place.

I pull out of the parking lot cutting ocean eyes off, and racing home. The whole way home, ocean eyes' car follows me and he makes me mad. Again.

I pull into my driveway and storm out of my car. Ocean eyes pulls up to the house next door. 

He gives me that stupid amused smirk. He winks as he walks up to the house next to mine and walks in. 

I stare at the door he just walked into for a few seconds, trying to comprehend the situation. 

Then I walk inside my own house, and get ready for the worst night of my life. 

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