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Chapter 1





I woke up to my alarm clock blaring in my ear. I looked over, 7:48, CRAP!!!, school starts at 8:15. I rolled out of bed and into the shower, not even opening my eyes. The water hadn’t warmed up yet and it was freezing. Well, at least I was awake now. My eyes burst open and I washed my hair and quickly shut off the water, not even bothering to do the rest of my body. I half dried myself off and threw on the first thing I saw in the top drawer. I rushed downstairs packed my bag, grabbed my purse and said goodbye to my mom, dad, and little sister.


In the car, I turned on the radio and listened to Steve and Jesse. My mom and I had been listening to them since I was about seven. I reached in my purse and pulled out a few energy bars. At a red light, I unwrapped a bar and took a bite out of it. It tasted like tar, but it was better than nothing. I turned into my best friend’s neighborhood; her parents had taken her license away for an unfair speeding ticket she’d gotten last week. I pulled into her driveway, she was waiting outside.


“What happened?” she smiled, “You were supposed to be here ten minutes ago!”


“Get in,” I moaned.


She opened the passenger door and looked at my half open eyes, and the three energy bar wrappers on the floor of the 99 Maxima, “Overslept again?” she half teased, half asked.


“Oh yea, I’ve been up for about fifteen minutes” I said.


I backed up and scraped the bottom of the car on her driveway.


“UHHHH.” Maybe not such a great move.


“Oh my gosh, you do that every time”


I laughed and made a face at her.


“We’re gonna be so late.”


“Oh well.”








Chapter 2





At school, Claire and I walked over and sat down with David, Seth, Gray, Lauren, Jo, Holley, Ricky, and Jordan.


“Whoa, said Lauren, you better come with me.”


Lauren walked me into the deserted girls’ bathroom. She went into a stall and took off her shirt and handed it to me, it was a teal tank top, she handed me a white cap sleeve undershirt with a V- neck that went perfectly with the hoop neck of the tank top.


“Here,” she said, “This matches your skirt much better than a red T-shirt,” For the first time today I looked down at what I was wearing. I felt embarrassed that I had even walked outside in this horrific outfit. I laughed, thanked her and pulled the shirt over my head and replaced it with the super cute and moderately tight tank top. Lauren came out with the red t-shirt on, it looked good on her. She cinched in the back with a ponytail holder and pulled my makeup bag out of my purse.


“OK, you do eyes, I’ll do lips and cheeks.”


“Thank you,” I stammered again.


“Hey, what are friends for? Rough morning? Ha, you have to start getting to bed earlier”


I closed my eyes and laughed. “Lauren, I love you.”


“Hey, no moving,” she said as she put the finishing touches on my lipgloss, “Now hurry up, we’ve got ten minutes.”


I pulled out the eyeliner and went to work. I finished just before the bell went off. I hugged Lauren and left for first period, WORLD HISTORY, uhhhh, my least favorite class.





Chapter 3





I walked into World History.


“Your Late,” said my teacher sternly.


“Sorry Mr.Hammond.” I said. I turned around and walked towards Claire, who had saved me a seat and rolled my eyes to her about the teacher.


“WOOW,” said Claire, “You look much better. Lauren fixed you up?”


“Yea, she’s a life saver.”


“SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!,” yelled Mr. Hammond.


“I swear, a drop of spit just flew from his mouth on the complete other side of the room and hit me in the eye!!”


I laughed. I laughed LOUD!! Mr. Hammond whipped around and glared at me. You know, Ms. Hamilton, I could give you a tardy for being two minutes late to my class for the third time in four days. You wouldn’t want detention again, now would you? He turned back around and so did I.


“OOOOOOOOOOPS!” I mouthed to Claire.


She rolled her eyes and smiled at me.





* * *





At lunch, I met up with the rest of the group.


“SOOOOOOOOOOOO, what’s the news with you and Nathon?” Jo asked me. (OK, I know Jo sounds like a guy name, but it’s short for Jordan)


Everyone leaned forward and a wide smile spread over Claire’s face. I had called her last night to tell her the news.


“Well, I told you that we went to the movies on Saturday, right?” Everyone nodded. “After that, he called me and we talked until two in the morning. Then, on Sunday, we talked on IM and he asked me out. We went on our first date last night.”


The guys leaned back and took a bite out of their sandwiches, but all the girls gasped.


“SO?” Jordan (other Jordan) smiled.


“Well, he took me to dinner, and then he took me to the mall and got one of the vendors to distract me while he slipped into the jewelry store and bought me this necklace”


I held it up so everyone can see. It was red diamonds in the shape of a heart with one white diamond in the middle. On the clasp in the back, was a capital “N” for Nathon. I assumed the diamonds were fake, but they looked incredibly real. When I looked down at it, I felt the same way I had when he snuck up behind me, and put it on. It took my breath away.


That’s when I noticed that I had the absolute perfect life. A family that loved me, friends that I cared about and I could tell anything, and that I feel the same way about. AND, I had a totally sweet boyfriend who only wants me to be happy. At that moment, I was truly happy. Little did I know, that all of that could change in just a second.





Chapter 4





“AWWW, that’s sooo sweet, thank you!”


“You hang up first. NO YOU!!, NO!! I’m not gonna hang up, you have to. OK bye!!”


“THANK YOU!!” said Claire, she was sitting on the floor, propped up against the bed, holding a world history text book. “Now what pages of this book are we supposed to know for next week. Ummm, let me check, I pulled out my agenda and flipped it to today.


“Pages 234-251, wow, we’ve go a lot of work to do.”


“Let’s get started,” said Claire with fake enthusiasm. “Let’s read over this and then we’ll quiz each other when we’re done”


“Okay,”


We read quietly for about 4 minutes before Claire interrupted my train of thought.


“SO WAIT, Christopher Columbus was actually Portuguese, but he sailed for Spain???”


“yea,”


“Why?” she said


“Well, if you would actually read the rest of the material, you would know that the Portuguese cheapskates they call royalty wouldn’t give him any money to sail, so he turned around and asked the Spanish Queen for money and she gave it to him. I bet Portugal felt pretty stupid after that he discovered a new continent and all,”


“I don’t blame them for not funding his little trip thingy, Christopher Columbus was a jerk. HE KILLED INDIANS!”


“Okay, he was a jerk, but if he hadn’t had been born, America might not be here now.”


“Yes it would be, Amerigo Vespucci is the one that deserves the credit, I bet none even knows who HE is.”


“Pshhhhh, whatever, just go back to the book,” I answered with a smile, and we again went into silence





Chapter 5





On Friday, I was a little better at getting up than on the day before. I woke up at 6:30 sharp. I got out of bed and went to turn the hot water while I carefully picked out today’s outfit. I laid it out and went to get in the shower. In was nice and warm. Better than yesterday. I finished in the shower and put on the outfit. I turned towards the mirror and looked at myself, much better than yesterday. I pulled my wet hair back and went downstairs to eat breakfast.


In the kitchen, I poured a bowl of cereal, sat down at the table and waited for the rest of my family to come in. Dad was the first .


“I see your awake this time, your getting better!”


I rolled my eyes. “HAHAHA!! DAD YOUR SOOOOO FUNNY YOU SHOULD WARN ME BEFORE YOU CRACK ONE LIKE THAT!!” I joked sarcastically. I looked over at him and laughed, for real this time. He was not too amused. Then Michelle walked into the room. She yawned. Her hair was frazzled and she looked like I did yesterday.


“How’s it goin’?” I asked her.


“Muchucachidoskqla,” was her response.


“Hmmm,” I said, “Well tell me how that goes.”


“ielkkvfdfo shower”


I finished my cereal and walked upstairs. Michelle was there. Her hair was wet and straightened out again.


“AHH, I feel better”


I laughed, and finished brushing my teeth. I glanced over at the clock, 7:19. Okay, I need to leave at 7:40, I let my hair down and started to dry it. Then I put my makeup on and went downstairs. Mom had set out my sandwich and chips, my drink was in the fridge. I packed it in a lunchbox and set it on the counter. Then I went over and packed my book bag.


I put it in the car and drove to Claire’s. She wasn’t waiting outside today. I went up to the door and her mother motioned for me to come in.


“Claire’s upstairs, sweetie, would you like a piece of toast?”


“No thanks Mrs. Tortan, I’m just going to go upstairs and see Claire” I responded


“Okay honey; tell me if you need anything”





* * *





“Claire??, cmon, are you ready?”


I walked by her room and noticed her long, lean body standing in the middle, applying finishing touches to her lipgloss. She smacked her lips together and looked over at me.


“Your early,” she said. “I’m almost ready, hold on”





Chapter 6





Nathon called after school.


“Leanne,” he sighed into the phone.


“Yes?” I asked, afraid that he was going to dump me. “What’s up?”


“I….I’m in jail”


“What???” I yelled loudly.


I heared my mom drop her fork downstairs. I didn’t even care.


“What do you mean your in jail? You…You can’t be in jail….You’ve got good grades, you’ve got a life….You’ve got friends….You’ve got me!!!”


“I know, I know”


“Whaaaaa… WHAT?”


“I’m sorry okay?! I don’t need another person on my back!!”


“I’m coming down; they’ll let me in, right?”


“yea.”


“Well, I’m sorry, I’ve never been to jail before.”


“Just tell them you’re here to see Nathon Kingston” he said, and then hung up the phone.


“MOOOOM!, I’m going to go to Claire’s house, Okay???”


“Okay, say hi to her mom for me. Are you spending the night?”


“No, I’ll be back in a couple hours, Bye”





* * *





In the car, I couldn’t breath. So many questions were racing through my head.


What did he do? Why did he do it? Could I have stopped it? Does his mom kn…


My cell phone rang. I reached down to answer it. I accidentally ran through a red light. I heard a horn and looked up to see the headlights of a Mack Truck headed straight toward me. Then, blackness.





* * *





I awoke to a beeping machine and a white room. My mom was sitting nervously in a chair beside my bed, biting her nails and rocking back and forth. When she saw my eyes opening she jumped up and gasped.


“Whaa… What time is it.” I mumbled groggily.


“It’s 5:30 in the afternoon honey. We got a call from the hospital at 9:00 on Friday night. They said you were in a car wreck. It’s now Sunday. We.. We were just glad you were alive.”


A nurse walked in. She was wearing a white cloak and carrying a clipboard.


“Your awake!!” She said. “You’ve been in a coma for almost 2 days now.”


“Wait, 2 days?”


“Leanne!!!”


I looked over. Lauren, Seth, Gray, Holley, Ricky, Erin, and Caroline were standing in the door, holing flowers, get well cards, and balloons. They came over quietly and the nurse stepped out to give the group some privacy.


“Holy Crap!” said Lauren. “Oh, Leanne, you’re a walking disaster!”


I laughed; I could tell I had scratches on my face from the way it stung when I smiled. They must have seen me wince, because their smiles fell off their faces when I did so. I tried to act like it wasn’t a big deal.


“We bought you some balloons!!!” said Lauren. Everyone laughed.


“Oh Lauren, you always know what to say.” Said Erin.


Caroline was fiddling with her phone in her hands. I remembered that hospitals make her nervous. Her dad had died 10 months after being admitted from cancer when she was nine. It must have taken a lot of courage for her to even walk through the door. I wanted to hug her. I wanted to hug all of them. I wanted to stand up and kiss them all on the cheek, but I couldn’t because me leg was wrapped up on gaws and hurt terribly.


Then, I thought of Nathon and about what happened on Friday night. I wondered if I had dreamed it. I laid there thinking about him sitting in his cell, alone, eating cold soup with a spoon; wondering why I never came to visit. Hopefully he was up for bail and his parents had come to pick him up. Then why wasn’t he here? Claire had his number and surely would have called him? Wouldn’t she have? That’s silly. Of course she would have! I looked up at her smiling face. Ricky had said something funny that I hadn’t caught. Everyone was laughing. Her curly black hair was tied up in a ponytail on the back of her head. Her teeth were white and straight; she had never had braces; she had never needed them. She wasn’t wearing any makeup; she didn’t need that either.


“Hey!” I said seriously. Everyone stopped smiling and looked at me. “What happened to Nathon? Did they let him out?”


“No,” Claire said.


“He’s not on bail?? What did he do??” I was generally bewildered and reached for the necklace he had given me. It was not around my neck. I looked on the nightstand. It was not there either. They knew what I was looking for. I looked up, my eyebrows raised.


“Where is it?”


They all looked around, wondering who would have to tell me.


“They took it.” Said Caroline. My eyebrows raised even higher


“They? Care to elaborate?”


“The police did, It was evidence,” Holley finished.


“Evidence?? Evidence for what?”


“For Nathon’s case,” I opened my mouth, then closed it. I was a little still a little slow being in a coma.


“Leanne, he stole the necklace,” Said Claire.


“NO!” I said, “NO! he wouldn’t do it.”


“He loves you and knew you would love it, but do you think his job as a BILO bagger boy would cover it?”


“Well, how long is he in jail, can he get out on bail?


“Leanne, his bail is $10,000, do you think hid parents can afford that?”


“$10,000?” I yelled, “My God, for stealing a necklace?”


Just then the nurse rushed in. “Kids, I’m very sorry, but visiting hours are over. This girl needs her rest. She’s got 6 broken bones and she hasn’t had real food in 2 days. She’s also due for a blood pressure check.”


My friends looked sad to leave me, but in a way they looked relieved. They all came up and hugged me before they left.


“I’ll come tomorrow, okay?” said Claire.


I smiled and said that would be good.


Once everyone left, the nurse came up and took my blood pressure.


“I’m Anna, by the way. Are you hungry?”


“Yes mam” I said.


“I’ll get you some crushed ice, and if you can eat that without feeling queasy, I’ll give you some Saltines.”





Chapter 7





The nurse came in with the cup of crushed ice.


“CHEW this” she said, “Don’t let it melt in your mouth.”


I reached with my left hand to take the cup and noticed the IV sticking out of it. Then, I looked up at the beeping machine that was monitoring my heart rate. I must have looked bewildered because the nurse said, “You’re in a very serious medical condition, Ms. Hamilton, lucky to be alive with all of your limbs.” I shivered and looked down at my feet, which were covered by a blanket. I tried to wiggle my toes, but the pain in them was immense. Even though my friends bore bad news, I was sad that they had left so soon. With them here, I had almost forgotten about the slow, heavy, lurching pain that made me so weak.


I had finished my crushed ice and the nurse left me for 10 minutes to see what my body would do with it. She came back carrying, as promised, a box of Saltine crackers, and a juice box.


“I think it’s safe for you to eat this.” She smiled.


I took the snack from the nurse and looked at my mom, who had fallen asleep in the old chair next to my bed.


“Poor woman, Almost as torn up on the inside as you are on the outside about this. She hasn’t left this room or even slept since she got here on Friday. I ate a Saltine and sucked on the salt to make it crumble in my mouth. I very slowly took a sip of juice.


“2 questions,” I said. The nurse looked over at me. “Okay, what exactly is wrong with me? I mean, what’s broken?”


“You have two broken ribs, a fractured wrist, a shattered elbow, a dislocated knee cap, and a broken leg.”


“Hmm, that explains the awful pain I am in.”


Anna, as she liked me to call her, blinked and said, “Next question?”


“Umm, exactly how drugged up am I right now”


Anna laughed, “Very, if I gave you one more milliliter of morphine it would probably push you back into a coma, don’t worry though, I went to med school. I know what I’m doing.”


I smiled and got that tight feeling in my face again.


Anna handed me the remote to the small TV in the in the corner of the room. “You can watch something if you want to.” She said.


That’s when I looked across the room and noticed I had a roommate. She had no get well cards or worried parents around her bead. The machine next to her was beeping slowly and quietly.


“Whoa” I said, “Who’s that?”


Anna looked over. “That’s Cynthia,” she said, “She’s been here for a while, hasn’t woken up yet. Her parents are very hopeful although the doctors are not”


“Do you think she’ll wake up”


Anna shook her head. “She’s been asleep for 13 months, the family just needs to except that she is not going to wake up. I knew that girl before her accident, happy and healthy. She wouldn’t want to be living like this.”


“Her accident?” I asked, “What happened?”


“She fell 5 stories out a window of an office building right into the streets. As if that weren’t enough, she was then hit by a car moving at 40 miles an hour.” I cringed, that made my accident look like child’s play. Her face and arms were scared and bruised. Gosh, 13 months, that means this happened in December, right before Christmas. In December, my biggest problem was what I was going to get for my family for Christmas, or maybe even what I was going to wear to the high school dance. I certainly didn’t think about not living to see another Christmas.


I stopped and closed my mouth. Anna must have noticed the sadness in my eyes.


“Hmmmm,” she said, “Maybe she will wake up after all. I once read a story in the paper about a lady who was in a comma for 2 years before she woke up.”


“There’s a reason why that story made the news.” I grumbled.


The nurse turned around and handed me in the TV remote. “What Sweetie?” she asked


“Uh, nothing, nothing” I replied.


I turned the TV to my favorite channel. “What not to Wear” was on. I had been watching that show since I was a kid. That’s wear I had gotten all my fashion tips. Stacy and Clinton were throwing away a poor blonde girl’s wardrobe. She wasn;t fighting, like some of the other girls would, she was just standing to the side, almost in tears. Stacy looked over and dropped the ugly Beatles shirt she was making fun of.


“Hon, you will love us when we are done here. You see this,” Stacy said, “This is CRAP!”


“CRAP!” Clinton chimed in.


“You are better than this.” Stacy Concluded. “We are gonna get your outside…” She waved her fingers and motioned at the girl. “to match your inside…”


The girl looked up at Stacy, her mousy blonde hair in front if her face. “Ohhh, thank you,”


“Okay, well, we’ll take care of the rest of this stuff, now you go and start spending that $5,000.”


“Okay, thanks guys” the girl said, wiping off her tears and smiling.


The commercials came on and I surfed through the rest of the channels.


Then I noticed I had to use the bathroom. I called for Anna.


“Is there anyway I can get to the bathroom?”


She smiled pathetically and shook her head.


“Not in that condition, honey,” she said, and handed me a bedpan.


I rolled my eyes and put my eyes and decided I would wait a little more on that one.





Chapter 8





When I woke up the next day, my mom was standing over me, smiling. The smile was bittersweet, but it still felt good to be smiled at. I closed my eyes and opened them again after a few seconds. When I opened them again, my mom wasn’t looking at me any more. She was looking at the door. I turned to look. It was my dad and little sister were standing in it. Michelle looked disturbed; she came and sat by my bed.


I imagined what I must have looked like to her. She had always looked up to me for advice. Now I was stuck helpless in the hospital bed, just waiting for the nurse to come in and feed me. Like a little unmoving baby bird, just waiting for the mom to come home and toss a worm into its mouth. I felt the

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it actually felt like i was in the story. nicely done.





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highly interesting


i could feeel myself actually immersed in the story, and what will happen to the girl