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I MAY HAVE DIED WRITING THIS CHAPTER.
ROSEANNE
As I work in my assignment, I can't help but think about today.
My heartbeat had remained erratic the whole time, refusing to stop.
It seems my heart was just as excited as I am.
We hadn't talked today.
I was too nervous to do so.
And school seemed to be eternal as I waited for the clock handle to hit the end of the school day.
It was the last class of the day, but my leg bounced as I thought about him.
Was he nervous as well?
Or was it just me?
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"You guys can wait here, Dr. Lawrence will arrive soon." The nurse smiles at my parents and I wait on top of the examination bed.
Not a minute after the nurse leaves, the door opens, revealing Dr. Lawrence.
"Hey, kid." He sends a smile my way as he steps into the room.
"Hi," I say sheepishly.
"You ready?" He asks as he puts a pair of gloves on.
"Yeah,"
"What's this?" He holds my hand.
Yesterday after I regain control of what I was doing, I proceeded to bandage my hand with some gauze I found in my bathroom cabinet.
My parents asked me about it in the morning, but I simply told them that I got hurt while picking up the broken pieces.
"Oh, my brush broke yesterday and a piece managed to cut my palm."
"Let me see." He unwraps the gauze from around my hand and it reveals a cut four inches long.
"It's not deep, thankfully. It might leave a slight scar, but it will fade with time." He begins to apply something on the wound. " Be more careful, Roseanne."
"I will," I mumble as I watch his movements.
Once he finishes, he wraps a new gauze around my palm.
"Okay," He claps once. "Let's get started."
"You haven't had any pain, have you?"
"At first I did, but it went away."
"That's normal."
"Alright, I'm just going to use the cast saw now." He turns on the small electric saw and I watch as he begins to cut the cast off in a diagonal direction.
The moment he's done, he turns the device off and grabs a pair of special scissors that were laying on a silver tray
"I'm going to cut off the cast padding." Dr. Lawrence says as he begins to cut the padding little by little.
I catch my mother's eyes in the process and she sends me a wink to which I smile.
"There! All done." I look away from my mom and glance down to my arm.
I stretch it slightly to get rid of the stiffness and Dr. Lawrence smiles at me.
"Is it stiff?" He asks and I nod.
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