Southern Charm [✓]

Chapter Eleven

Here's chapter eleven! Now let's find out how Logan's doing!

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If hospitals got rid of their smell and sterile white everything, I think they'd create a more welcoming feeling to the general public. But, it's not like I know anything.

"Any news?" I asked Drew, who came back after talking to the doctor with the clipboard.
"It seems like he just bruised it really bad, but they can't be sure 'til they get an X-Ray."
I nodded. "I figured. Has he broken anything before?"
He looked thoughtful. "Yeah, he broke his ankle a couple years back."
"Did he say he thought his leg was broken when you spoke to him?" I asked.
He shook his head. "Nah, but he said it hurt close to how his ankle was."
I laughed, relieved. "He knows best; it's probably just bruised up pretty badly."
He sat down in the chair next to me.
Everyone else on the team was in the cafeteria, getting dinner. Although I'm not sure what all is actually edible down there.
"How do you know all of this?" he asked.
I sobered almost immediatly. I figured I might as well tell someone, and knowing his Dad was my Mom's best friend helped me. Plus, it really wasn't a secret, just something I didn't want to shout from the rooftop. "My Mom." I answered. He looked confused, which I guess is normal since he knows that it was only me and my Dad. "She got into a car accident and was declared brain-dead. Dad couldn't say good-bye though, so we kept her on a respirator for six months until he finally decided to take her off." I took in a shaky breath. "During that time I learned a lot about the medical industry. More than I'd have liked to know at the time, but I learned it nonetheless."
He put an arm around my shoulder and my heart sped up. Just because I try not to notice it, I know my heart speeds up on a regular basis when Drew's around. The Power of the Crush, I guess.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Em. I can't believe you had to go through that."
I felt a tear in the corner of my eye from thinking about Mom and quickly wiped it away. "I guess people need to go through things to find their true self." I shrugged. "The bright side is that I know I want to become a doctor. You'd think after seeing all that I had that I'd want to stay far away from doctors, but the thing is that I saw so much good while I was with my mom. I saw little girls smiling when they saw their new baby brother, mothers laughing when they noticed their husband's cast was pink, parents so overjoyed their jaws hurt from smiling when their son or daughter came out of surgery. I saw heart transplant patients and people who had a kidney removed just so their friend could live." I smiled and turned around to look at Drew. "So much good. I knew what I wanted to do since then."
He looked surprised. "Wow. Like I said before, you are one complicated girl, Em."
I laughed and smiled. "That way no one really knows anything. It's all a part of a bigger plan."

The doctor came out from a room beside us and walked over to us. He smiled. "It's just bruising. He'll be able to play football in a couple weeks."
I smiled and nudged Drew, who looked beyond relieved. "See? I told you I knew a lot about the medical industry." I turned to the doctor, who was looking at me curiously. "Thank you, Doctor. We appreciate it."
He smiled, looking pleased to have been rewarded for his work. "You're welcome, miss. It's good to know young people are interested in the practice."
I laughed lightly and nodded. "I want to become a doctor. Maybe I'll be your co-worker some day."
He laughed too. "I'm looking forward to the day." He walked away and into the room again.
Drew looked at me again. "Well, we know your people skills are skyrocketing all of a sudden."
I looked at him weirdly. "All of a sudden? What?"
He laughed at my face. "I'm just kidding. Rephrase! Well, we know your people skills are at the same level as Doc Jones."
I snorted. "Doc Jones?" He nodded and I shook my head slowly. "Poor guy."

That's the time Logan decided to be wheeled out of the X-Ray room by Doctor Jones. Yes, I refuse to call him "Doc" since I don't think the poor guy deserves such a name.
"Hey, Loge." I said, waving like a crazy person.
He shot me a look. "Why must psychos be in the universe?"
I smiled widely. "We're everywhere."
He shivered. "Creepy."
I laughed. "So how are you doing, buddy?"
He was wheeled in front of me by Doctor Jones, who knew where he wanted to go and shrugged. "It's iffy right now, but after I get a couple doses of pain meds, I'm sure I'll be good."
I nodded. "I heard that sometimes the pain is so much that it doesn't register in the brain until after the trama is over. Is that what happend?" Okay, now I was just curious. I've heard the saying "curiousity killed the cat" but I don't have the overwhelming urge to become a panther or house cat. And anyways, satisfaction brought him back.
He nodded. "Yeah, but only for about thirty seconds."
I narrowed my eyes, "Huh. Interesting." Then I un-narrowed my eyes, which were slits, and smiled. "I'll have to write that in Blau."
His eyebrows furrowed, but Drew was the one to ask the question. "Blau? What's that?"
I laughed. "Blau is my Medical Observitorial Findings Notebook. But I call him Blau."
"Why don't you just call him M.O.F.N?"
I shot him a knowing look. "Now does that sound cool?"
He thought about it and shook his head sadly. "No, not really."
" What does blau mean anyways?" Drew asked.
I snorted. "Blau is a blue notebook, and blau is blue in German. Don't ask why I used German and not Spanish, since I have no clue myself. The Powers That Be wanted to name," I shot Logan a look. "My M.O.F.N Blau."
They both snorted. "The Powers That Be?"
I held my head up indigilantly. "Is there a problem with that?"

Logan got his pain meds and Drew drove us both home. The ride was un-eventful, which I really didn't think could be possible with Logan and I in the same inclosed area, but he fell asleep, so my fun was cut short. I'm sure Drew was relieved though, I can tell when he whisper-yelled "Thank god he fell asleep!' I must be psychic.

At home, I went downstairs after grabbing one of those yummy granola bars that keep me at least relatively sane and called Coach Josh.
He answered on the third ring, just like I knew he would. "What?" he barked.
I tsked him. "Now, now, Joshie. That's not the way to greet your favorite girl, now is it?"
He laughed, his mood already brightening. "Hi, Em." At those words, I could hear shouting, screaming and the thumping of feet.
"Is it a bad time?" I asked with a silent snicker.
"No!" everyone but Coach Josh exclaimed immediatly.
"Oh, well, if you're sure, I can go into details about everything that's happend here. But you know, I could just hang u-"
"Don't you dare, Emalie Marie!" Navis exclaimed. She was the type of girl to get into your face and not get out of it until she got what she wanted.
"That okay with you, Joshie?" I could hear syncronised snorting, which made me laugh. Only I could get away with calling him that.
"Yeah," he replied. "I guess for our favorite girl we can have a Gossip Day."
I smiled. It was good to talk to everyone again.
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Blau is actually a new car my family is getting. It's blue. *ridiculous smile* We're welcoming it to the family tomorrow; I'm thinking about a party.

So, I posted a chapter yesterday, if you didn't notice, but I figured I'd post them as soon as I finish them. So you find out that Logan is okay a day after you find out he's hurt. Now how does that make sense? Well, it doesn't to me, but the Powers That Be decided to let you out of the cliffhanger's evil trap.

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