"It's okay Nevan, there bringing back results about that Melm sting..." The fear in Nevan's eyes tell me that he's scared about this. I kind of feel bad for him, knowing that he needs some kind of surgery. Without him knowing.
"So Nevan... can I see your bite?" I say with a worried face. He lifts up his shirt and runs his finger over the cookie cut hoax. It was a dot followed by blue and red vains running out the middle.
"Nevan, please proceed into the building. You can also bring one of your friends to com-"
"SAM! I choose Sam to go with me." he yells so loud its probably enough to bring up eeveryone's attention within a good radius.
"Ok. Farewell." she say as she grabs me and Nevans arms to drag us downstairs.
"Good luck with the surgery." I say.
"Surgery? Surgery!?" he shouts. And then I realize that no one told him.
"Sorry, kiddo." "PLEASE DO SOMETHING! HELP ME PLEASE."
he yells, sobbing like he got his back cut off, in which will happen in real life.
A/N: So this is this chapter... yeah bye. :)
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