This chapter is short and sweet, because it's just an insight on how her condition requires a few changes to her life style. Next chapter you'll meet someone who makes her 'heart stop'. Ha, get it?
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“How about him?” Nolan pointed out yet another jock. Apparently, I’m the talk of the whole school and if I date a jock I’ll be set on the popularity chart.
“Where’s his neck?” I scrunched up my nose, and Nolan burst out laughing.
“Good point.” I rolled my eyes at him.
“Hey, Ev.” Carson came up to where Nolan and I were sitting. It was lunchtime, and we were happily planted on the benches that overlooked the whole cafeteria.
“Hey, Car.” I smiled up briefly at him before returning to prowl.
“Where’s your lunch?” My gaze snapped up to meet his. I was so busted.
“The trash can?”
“Did you eat it?”
“Of course!” I gave him my best innocent look.
“Nolan?”
“Huh?” Nolan finally stopped boy toy searching and looked up at my brother.
“Did Evelyn eat lunch?”
“No?”
“Evelyn.” Carson practically growled at me. Stupid older brothers.
“I’m fine, Carson. Just drop it.”
“Evelyn the do-“
“Shut the hell up.” I snapped. He was doing a great job keeping my secret; note the sarcasm.
“Don’t make me tell mom.”
“She made me a sandwich that freaking taste like cardboard. How about you eat the sandwich and I’ll eat your lunch?” I glared at Carson with as much anger as possible.
“You and I both know mom doesn’t pack me lunch.”
“Then leave me alone, Carson. If you don’t have to eat, then neither do I.”
“That’s not how it works, Evelyn, and you know that.”
“Please, spare me the whole ‘you need it’ speech. I’ll eat when I get home. I can’t handle one more freaking cardboard sandwich.”
“No.” As you can see, we’re both stubborn.
“Here,” Nolan tossed me an apple from his tray of food, which I preceded to take a huge bite out of.
“There, better?” I spoke after chewing the bit of food in my mouth.
“I expect to see you eat a full meal when we get home or I’m telling mom.”
“Whatever.” Carson finally left. Apparently eating an apple pleased him. The stubborn douche bag.
“What was that all about?” Nolan nudged me in the arm to get my attention as I continued to glare at Carson’s retreating back.
“My family is a bit overprotective of me.”
“You think?” Nolan snorted.
“Yeah, I think.” I mumbled, and then continued to eat my apple.
I freaking hated being sick.
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Heart Stopping
Teen Fiction"You make it to where I can't breathe." "And that scares you?" "It brings back old memories." --- At the beginning of her sophomore year, Evelyn Stevens was diagnosed with a heart condition. Now, it's her junior year and a certain boy makes it feel...
