Chapter 12

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A/N: YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYYAAYYAYAYAAYYAYAAY Nat got wattpad! Everyone say hi!!
🌾🌾🌾Happy Fall🌾🌾🌾

/New Character/

Natalia

She's on Jamie's gymnastics team.

Peace✌️

XxLivxX

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The drive to the hospital was quiet.

My mom was humming a country song, Candice on her phone, and me, just sitting in the back counting the cars going by.

"I feel fine" I whisper to my mom.

"You don't look fine" she says, giving me a worried look.

I go on my camera and look at my face.

I almost shriek.

I am so pale, I look like a ghost.

I shut my phone off, and toss it to the floor.

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After I get settled into my room, I wait for the doctor.

A few minutes later, a tall woman with blonde hair walks in, with a clipboard in her hand.

"Hi Miss Jamie, I'm Dr Larson" she says, taking a seat in a chair.

"What seems to be the problem?" She asks.

"Well... I've thrown up several times, I feel dizzy, I have a fever of 101 and that's it" I say, shuffling my feet.

"We need to give you an IV she says, "You've lost a lot of fluids by throwing up"

I hate IV's.

More like despise.

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After they put it in, it didn't bother me.

I have cold compresses on my forehead, to bring down my fever.

I get a text a few moments later.
From Natalia:

Hey, why aren't you at practice?

I text back:

At hospital 😭💙

I shut my phone off and drift off to sleep.

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A few hours later we head back home.

I don't even know what was wrong with me.
---------------/A Few Days Later/------------

I have nothing to do after school, so I walk to the park Hayes showed me with "our" tree house.

I climb up the ladder and went into the pillow room.

I curl up under the blankets and turned on the little tv.

I start to feel tired after the boring hospital visit, so I find myself closing my eyes.

I'm awaken by something laying on top of me.

"Whatttt" I stammer.

"Sorry" I hear someone murmur.

I rub my eyes to see Hayes sleeping on my chest.

"It's fine" I say and push him off me.

He laughs and we get into a tickle fight.

"Stop Hayes" I stammer between laughs.

After a while, we snuggle under some blankets and watch Pretty Little Liars.

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