Weight Loss

Chapter 6

I walked into school to my locker with Rob. His locker is right by mine, so we don't have to walk far to hang out. As Rob finished his combination and opened his locker door, Lindy and George came walking over to me. As soon as George got right by me, I opened my locker door. George reached out, grabbed my locker door, and slammed it shut, forcing me to do my combination all over again. "Now what do you guys want?" I grumbled. "We just wanted to see if you and nerdy over there wanted to come with us and take a walk outside." Lindy spoke up, signaling to me and Rob. "No, thanks. We gotta get to class. Maybe some other time." I couldn't help but wonder what they wanted to do to us. I didn't have to though because before we knew it, me and Rob were lifted up, thrown onto George and Lindy's shoulders, and carried outside. All the way to the trash cans. Once we got to the trash cans, they heaved us into them and slammed the lids over our heads. "Ohhhh." I moaned. I thought I had a concussion or something. "You alright?" Rob asked, as he lifted the lid of the trash can he was in up. He seemed really concerned. "Ohhhhh." All I could do was moan. Remember how I told you I wasn't allowed to leave the house besides school? Well in this case, mom and dad made an exception. They were so worried, they forgot all about the lock down the put on me. It was as if the lock down was lifted every time I was injured. So I thought about it. If I keep getting "injured" then I could leave the house. The only problem with that was I'd be stuck at the hospital. Now the hospital is a great place and all, don't get me wrong, it's just I don't like being in a place filled with germs. So instead of going to class, Rob helped me to the school nurse. "I think he has a head injury. What about you? Let me check and see if your injured." Shelly was really nice. She hated when people called her miss or mrs. She always makes me feel like I'm special. Even though Shelly was nice, she was too old for me. Besides, I'm in love with Brianna. "No thanks. I was just concerned about Rocky. He was moaning the whole time. I wasn't sure if he was hurt or not." See what a good friend Rob is. He's just like my parents. If I want to do something they don't approve of, he'd would talk me out of it. I guess that's why mom and dad like him so much.