Photo is a better picture of Anne because the one of Lourdes and her is bad
Oh and thank you so much for reading. I really appreciate it that someone in this world is reading my work. Comment if you like it, heck comment if you hate it. I'm open to your opinions and I would love to know how to improve this story. Thank you again and have a good one. Also I was thinking about who should I have as Emma. I was thinking Emma Stone but I don't really know.
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I woke up to Anne and Lourdes leaning above me, cleaning my wound and bandaging it up. Lourdes let out a cry of relief when I mumbled.
'Jeez guys what time is it I'm starving,' I said.
Anne and Lourdes laughed.
'Emma that was really brave of you to save me. If you didn't I wouldn't be here right now,' Anne said.
'Yeah well I wasn't gonna let you die, you owe me from that time you forgot to get Matt a birthday present, you owe me a chocolate bar,' I smiled.
'Its good that your back,' Lourdes said.
'How long was I out for,' I groaned.
Lourdes laughed, 'About five minutes'.
'Oh crap that sounds slightly pathetic. Eh anyway when can I get off this bed and help other people get on it,' I asked.
'Um we need to check you up a bit but luckily the claw didn't get to any organs. Worst case scenario you will have a killer scratch down your side for life. You should be good to go tomorrow,' Anne said.
'Good'.
Weaver and Tom walked in. Tom was wearing a red flannelette shirt and jeans and Weaver had a jacket, cap, jeans and his hair in a ponytail.
'You did us a great service there Miss Green,' Weaver said.
I blushed and remembered how I was acting when the claw got me.
'How is everyone,' I asked.
'No need to worry. Hal and Karen managed to draw the mechs attention away to the South on the bikes and we killed a couple of Skitters. No fatalities at all so very successful, but we need to move,' Tom butted in.
A lump in my throat disappeared, 'Good, great. Where are we going'.
'Well considering that the Mechs went South I guess we're going a North,' Weaver said.
Anne smiled at Tom, 'Come on you to, she needs her rest'.
They walked out and I sipped miso soup from a paper cup. The day was pretty calm for me. I slept a bit and talked with Lourdes about the stack and she was really proud of my for killing my first Skitter. I quickly fell asleep and had no dreams.
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