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Someone Like You

Jade's P.O.V.

     It's been three weeks since that night. The night I almost died. The night I was saved. 

      It was strange at first, being in my own bed, instead of one in the hospital.  Instead of doctors constantly around me, me mom hovers over me, barely leaving my side. 

      I was glad for the distraction. Her being around would make me not think about how I was going to face Dylan at school, now that I knew. Katelyn goes to a different school than I do, so I don't have very many friends at my school.  I'd have friends, if I actually had the courage to start a conversation. 

      I was instructed to stay at home for a few days to recover, before going back to school, again.  I spent most of my days watching movies while doing the homework I missed, but I was mostly paying attention to the movie, and not the homework. 

      Due to the many kicks in the ribs I took, it was hard for me to breathe properly.  Maybe I won't have to ever run the mile in gym. I guess these kinds of problems do have their upsides...  

      I had a brace around my right ankle; apparently I twisted it, I can't remember when.  This made it difficult for me to walk on my own. I hated it. I felt vulnerable whenever I had to walk somewhere.  The brace also meant I couldn't dance, which is  when I feel most in control of my life...

      I ran out of movies to watch, so I decided to watch T.V. instead.  After what seemed like hours of randomly flipping through the channels, I came across one. Hm, Disney Channel. I haven't watched that in forever!  Some of the shows I enjoyed watching weren't there, anymore, but there were shows that were good on. 

     A certain commercial came on that caught my attention, however.  His voice came from the T.V., causing me to look up from my homework.  There he was, on the screen.  My heart started to beat faster and faster. 

     Ross...is that him?

     I should've known he was famous, he has that kind of look to him.  My hope of seeing him again began to shrink from its already small size.  A rush of disappointment coursed through my veins, sinking into the pit of my stomach.  So much for that, I guess...

     He wouldn't want me, he has millions of girls around the world falling for him.  I kept reminding myself of that the entire rest of  the day. 

     I shouldn't give myself false hope, it wasn't going to work out, anyway.

     I couldn't take it anymore.  I shut off the T.V.  and tossed the remote in a random direction, not wanting to be near it.   The sound was cut cut off by silence, leaving the screen black.  I could see my reflection in it, as if I were on T.V.  It was hard to imagine myself on a T.V. show; my acting isn't that great...

     I broke my gaze from the blank screen, and turned my attention to the window.  Snow covered the ground, untouched.  The gray, almost white, sky reflected off the snow,  making everything brighter than it really is. 

     Most people would've found the scenery depressing.  To me,  it was beautiful.  The white snow sparkled against the sun, as if it were made of glitter.  Although I wasn't a big fan of winter, the scenery was a nice thing to wake up to. 

      The sound of the floor creaking from behind me interrupted me from my daydream. I didn't even need to turn around to know it was my mom checking on me.  Again.  This was the seventh time she's come to see if I was okay. 

      "Hi, mom." I said as I turned around, pretending to be focused on my homework. 

       "How's your leg, Jade?" She asked, kneeling by the couch to examine my ankle more closely. 

        My ankle was fine, just like it was ten minutes ago: when she'd last checked on me. 

       "It's good."  was all I said.  The last thing I needed was to get in trouble for replying sarcastically to her questions. 

        "Thats good." My mom stood up, taking my empty plate from lunch from the coffee table.  She walked out of the living room, leaving me on the couch.  Stopping shirt by the doorway, she looked at me with a glint of sadness in her eyes. 

         "Jade, " she started.  She paused, like she wasn't sure what to say.  " You shouldn't have to feel like you need to hide things from me, you know that, right?"

         I nodded, nervous for what would happen next. 

         "You can tell me anything, Jade.  You can talk to me about anything, "

         She was talking about why I was put into the hospital.  I might not have told her exactly what happened.  I didn't want her to worry.  It seemed like a good idea at the time, but now I regret my decision. 

          " I just don't want to be keeping secrets from each other." She paused again, looking at the floor.  "I'm sorry we haven't had the best mother-daughter relationship.  I want to try to change that. "

         It was a nice gesture, to try to reach out to me.  But it was kind of getting awkward.  I was at a loss of what to say.  How exactly do you respond to that?

        " Thanks, mom, " that was all I could get out.  I think I made everything more awkward and weird than it already was. 

        She nodded, and left the room.  Leaving me in the living room.  I meant to do my homework; it was on my lap, a pencil in my hand.  But I ended up rewatching a Disney movie. 

         If there was going to be more awkward conversations like that, this was going to be a long few days.