HAZE (On Hold)

Part 4

After refinding her love for soccer, Hailee asked for Dylan's help in going through the many boxes in storage in hopes of finding her old soccer equipment. Looking at the huge stacks with no identifying marks on them, Dylan suggests that perhaps it might be better if they just went shopping and bought all new stuff. Hailee is willing to get new stuff with the exception of one thing, she wants Hillary's lucky #5 shirt.

Several hours and a few avalanches later and they finally find a box that contains items removed from her sister's room. Hailee goes through them and is hit with the realization that never again will she hear her sister singing Justin Bieber horribly at the top of her lungs, nor will she see her bust out into random dance moves.

"You okay, kid?"

"Can you help me carry these boxes up to my room, they shouldn't be down here collecting dust with the others. I'm actually shocked at how much stuff was saved from the old house. Would have thought that if it was up to Shay it all would have been trashed or given away."

"You can thank my Aunt, Uncle and a couple of the other staff members for keeping as much as they could. You know the staff aren't happy with Shay and Aurora ordering them around. If they weren't so loyal to you and your family, I'm sure they would have quit by now."

"I know, I've tried to talk to my Dad about things around here, but he doesn't seem to hear what I'm saying or just doesn't care anymore. I would imagine it's only going to get worse once they are married."

"Hope, your Dad is smart enough to get a prenup and keep the bitch away from taking what rightfully should go to you."

"I hope so, I don't really want the money though."

"You deserve to be looked after in the future Haze, especially considering all the crap you are dealing with right now."

"Speaking of crap, did you see what they picked out for me to wear to the wedding?"

"No, you have to show me."

"It's in my closet. You know she is having 10 bridesmaids, and I didn't even rate a spot."

"You wouldn't want to be in the party anyways."

"No, but she could have at least asked. Considering how little fabric there is to the dresses, I'm fairly certain it's because my scars would have ruined the pictures."

"There is this thing called photoshop, they probably would have just edited you."

"Maybe they could give me bigger boobs at the same time."

"You are perfect the way you are Haze, at least you don't have to strap them down when you're running like me."

They make a couple of trips and carry the boxes up to Hailee's room so she can go through them later.

"Haze, my Auntie said that you used to be a pretty good baller before the accident, do you think you might like to play with me and some friends of mine sometime?"

"I haven't really touched a ball in a year and a half not sure if I'll be any good. Will they be okay with me, not looking like everyone else?"

"I wouldn't have asked unless I thought everything would be okay with them. Not to mention the scarring on your face and neck isn't as severe-looking as you seem to think it is. If you are really concerned we can try covering it with makeup again."

"I don't want to have to spend hours applying makeup every time I plan on going out. Not to mention once I get moving it will probably get messy with all the sweat."

"Okay, then I'll leave it with you." Dylan looks at her phone, "Crap, I'm late for my study session and you should be getting ready for your headshrinker appointment anyways." Dylan hugs her and promises to message later before heading out the door.