Red Band Society

Leo Roth

"Well, about the whole 'let's just be friends' thing, well, the truth is, I-" but my confession was cut short by the appearance of Nurse Brittany. That woman was always popping up at the worst possible times, smiling that peppy smile. I can usually appreciate her happiness in such a sad place, but I really was not in the mood for all that perky crap; I seriously needed to talk to Emma.

Nurse Brittany must have caught on to the awkwardness of the room, and she raised her eyebrows as she glanced back and forth between me and Emma as if to say, "Go on, I don't mind." I felt my cheeks flush as I muttered a quick goodbye to Emma and sped out of there as fast I could. Seriously, though, who would want to confess their feelings for someone in front of Nurse Brittany? She would probably just giggle uncontrollably and shriek, "I KNEW IT!" Ha, no. That would be absolutely mortifying.

After ditching the perky queen, I fast-walked (as fast as a person can go when they are on crutches) back to my room to brainstorm a new way to admit my feelings for Emma. I had spent all of yesterday trying to get back on her good side, only to get friend-zoned on the roof last night! We were up there, staring out at the bright city lights, and I was transfixed by her beauty. Long, straight brown hair. Those gorgeous eyes. I could feel myself leaning toward her as I proposed the idea that we could make things work. She completely misunderstood me.

Emma thought that I meant "Friendship is Magic" or some other bull like that. I lost my ability to speak. I always thought that Emma and I were same-pagers. That we thought alike. But I guess not. She shot me down without even knowing it. "Now we can be in each other's lives forever," she had said (Which, I'll admit, did relieve some of the friend-zone sting. After all, she wanted to be in my life forever!).

I went back to my room last night feeling pretty stupid. I couldn't fall asleep, so I laid in bed preoccupied by thoughts of my conversation with Emma. They were full of what if's and why's and what do I do now's. It was the middle of the night when I decided to just be honest with her and say what was really on my mind. Emma, I like you, and I want to be more than friends again. It should have been that easy. I guess that I had yet to learn that life does not go easy on you. Evidence of this can be found in the room that I just left. Nurse Brittany interrupting my talk with Emma was one super sour lemon that life had thrown my way. Now my mood was sour.

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Hey, guys! Sorry that these chapters are so short, I just haven't really figured out how to write for these characters, but I'm working on getting their personalities right. Also, I'm really sorry if you are one of those people who really hate grammar errors, because I know that I have made a lot of them. I will probably update the story every couple of days, or just when I can't fall asleep...the last two chapters were written at two in the morning, sooo....yeah.