I'm Who?
Chapter 1
"Marlo, come on!" Amy yelled, laughing and giggling down the stairs. "You can text your man later! We're waiting."
"Yea, one second," Marlo said, not looking up. "And I don't have a 'man'." She took a step, but her foot didnt make the step. She tripped and began falling down the stairs. Amy screamed. Marlo slammed into the platform on the steps, her phone sailing towards the ground. But did she stop rolling?
No.
She fell down the second part of the concrete steps and hit her head on everyone of them. Amy was still screaming, motioning for Lesley and Patrick to come there. Marlo rolled down the stairs and finally slowing down at one of the poles holding up the awning. Amy ran over to her side (thank God she stopped screaming) and made sure she was breathing.
Patrick and Lesley came sprinting towards them.
"Oh my God," Lesley said, her voice panicky. "Is she OK? What do we do?"
"Well," Patrick said, "first you need to stop hyperventalating."
Lesley punched him. A crowd began to form behind them. Dan pushed his way through and stood next to Amy.
"What happened?" he asked. "I leave you four alone for ten minutes to go find a pizza place and this is what happened!"
"She tripped down the stairs," Amy said. "Dan, run home and ask Sinead if she -."
"Got it!" Dan said, hopping up.
"But I wasn't finished!"
Dan smiled and began running home. He tripped over a few leaves, but recovered quickly, sprinting through the short cut.
"Come on," Lesley said, grabbing a hold of Marlo's feet, "let's take her to Patrick's car."
Amy grabbed ahold of Marlo under her arms and they carried her to Patrick's car.
"Great, our last trip to the mall together and it gets ruined by stairs and - do you mind?" Patrick asked.
"Go ahead," Amy said, smiling.
" - Amy's little brother."
They laughed, but it was more of a forced laugh. Marlo was usually the one who made the jokes. She was the loud one, the one that got detention, the one who encouraged everyone to try new things like ranch on pizza which Amy found was really good. Marlo was the one with blue and black hair, like Nellie. But Marlo was Marlo - unreplaceable.
She groaned and she made that "Major Headache" look.
"Don't worry, Marlo," Lesley said. "We're taking you to Amy's house."
She mumbled something, but Amy could've swore she said "Who?"
They put Marlo in the back seat and Patrick drove to Amy's house with unconsious Marlo and Amy in the backseat.
*A/N sorry this part's short, but the next chapter is going to be longer! :)