"Mikey, ya hear me? You waking up, Mikey?" Someone was saying that while pushing my shoulder. "Um, what…" I opened my eyes slowly; it took me a second to realize I was in the hospital. It was Gerard; my older brother who was talking to me. "Mikey! What happened?" He was saying while holding my hand making sure I was alright. "I…I was trying to save Frank from the jocks and…" I took in a breath my grabbing my stomach. I didn't finish my sentence. I was grabbing my stomach, tight. "Yeah, Mike's it's gonna hurt there for a little while. You have 1 broken rib. You also broke your nose have stitches in your head and lip." I looked up. "Oh…the jock was kicking me hard…is Frank okay?" Gerard tensed up. "Well, he just got out of his coma about 5 minutes ago." "COMA?!" I asked. "Yeah, he was in a coma. They smashed his head into a locker. I happened to be making my way to you at your locker when I saw Frank getting slammed in there. Some girl came to you; I don't know her name though. She had brown hair pretty long. She was tall but, short at the same time. She told me she was in all your classes. She wouldn't stop talking about you, seems to me she had a crush on you." All I could think about is what if that girl was the girl I liked.
"Come on, Mikey. Let's get you out of here." I grabbed Gerard's hand started walking to the door. We first before we left went to Frank's room. "Hey, Mikey!" He yelled. He walked up to him happy to see him happy but, yet he looked horrible. "What happened Frank? Why did they hurt you like this?!" I yelled, demanding to know. "I went to my locker and 1 jock then 10 jocks just came to my locker. One said 'Frank doesn't belong on this side of the school does he…' and before I knew it they had me! Kicking me and punching me all over. I saw you coming over and was changing to yell 'Go' but, I couldn't. They had me in their grip and through me. That's all I remember. Now I'm here."
"Frank, I'm sorry… I couldn't help you they had me!" Frank smiled. "It's alright. I'm sure I'll be fine." Frank got up out of his bed and joined us on our way home. "I'll take ya home Frank, if you can't drive?" Gerard asked Frank. "Sure, Thanks." Gerard nodded and we got in his car. Gerard's car was old and used but, it could still drive so, we lived with it. Gerard dropped Frank off and we got home. I got out of the car, a dizzy. Apparently, I was shaking because Gerard looked at me and said "You okay?" Of course I nodded. Gerard opened the door and let ourselves in. I walked upstairs and fell asleep. Forgetting to Study.