I haven't updated this in forever. but thanks for the reviews! and I might put Claire in the story, but im not sure yet.
Chapter 2.
"What?" I dived acrossed the bed and tackled Alicia who fell on the floor.
"Ouch!" she screeched rubbing her arm.
"What did it say?" I asked.
She held out the phone and I took it from her hands.
It read:
This is Dr. McKillen from the Childrens hospital, your friend Kristen has got into a car accident. She is fine.
Dylan took the phone from me and read the message, "We need to get to the hospital."
"Wait." I said putting my hand in the air to stop them from talking.
They sat and waited for me to talk.
"What if someone stole her phone and sent us that message? Do you really think a doctor would take her sell phone and text people on it?"
"She has a point." Alicia said to Dylan.
"Well, there is only one way to find out, let's go." Dylan stood up.
"How are we going to get a ride?" I ask.
"And how are we going to find out how to get there?" Alicia stated. "It's not like we know where it is."
"True." I agreed with Alicia.
"Were going to the beach." Dylan open the door and headed outside.
"Um, are friend is in the hospital and you want to go to the beach?" I stare at her in disbelief.
"No, we are going to the beach to find some people who will take us to Children's hospital." She smiled like she found this amazing plan.
"No were not," I argue, "I'm not getting in some strangers car."
"What else can we do? Kristen's in the hospital and we don't know if she is okay or not. I say we go." Alicia said. I was out voted.
"Lead the way," I hastily grumbled to Dylan.
The beach was just down the hill from where our cabin was. It took less than five minutes to get there.
As soon as we got there we began to look around for a nice looking lady or someone to take us to the hospital. We where so busy looking that we didn't see a bunch of boys approaching us.
"Where are your bikinis, ladies," asked a boy with blonde hair as he wiggled his butt.
"Yeah, we want to see some skin!" said another boy.
"Excuse them, their all perverts."
I gasped. Standing right infront of me was the most gorgeous guy ever. He had black hair, one green eye, and the other blue.
"I'm Cam," he said sticking out his hand.
"Massie Block." I replied snapping out of my daze.
"Um, Mass, we have no time to chat. If you haven't noticed were in the middle of a crisis." Alicia said.
"What's your problem?" asked the blonde haired guy.
"Our friend is in the hospital and we have no idea how to get there," Dylan said obviously really annoyed, "So if you don't mind, we need to find someone to help us."
"We know the way to the hospital." Cam said.
"Yeah, but unless you can drive us there, which I'm almost positive you can't, your not much of any help." I started looking around the beach again.
"Your right I can't drive you there, but my brother can." Cam smiled.
"Seriously?" Dylan started jumping up and down.
"Yeah, I'll go get him." Cam made his way down the beach.
"So, got names?" the blonde haired boy asked.
"Massie." I said.
"Alicia." Alicia giggled.
"Dylan." Dylan replied.
"I'm Derrick Harrington." He smiled at me.
"The rest of you have names?" Dylan scolded.
"I'm Josh Hotz." said a cute boy with black hair.
"Hotz he is," Dylan mumbled into my ear.
"I'm Chris Plovert," said the last boy.
"Hi," Alicia started tapping her foot.
"So, why is your friend in the hospital?" Derrick asked as Cam came back up the beach with another older boy.
"Car crash." Alicia acted as if it was no big deal.
"Let's go." Cam said and lead us away to a car.
"My mother better never find out about this." I whispered into Alicia's ear. She rolled her eyes.
As we drove to the hospital we told everyone the story about how we found out about the car crash. When we got there we all jumped out of the car and raced inside.
"Kristen Gregory." I screeched to the woman at the receptionist desk.
"Sorry, you can't see her right now."
"What do you mean I can't see her right now?" I screamed at the lady.
"You're not allowed to see her." She insisted.
"She is our best friend and we are going to see her now." I said walking right passed the lady.
She held her arm out like a crossing guard, "its not visiting hours!"
"I don't care what hour it is, I want to see my friend!" Dylan shouted.
A couple people looked our way.
"Please can we just go?" I made a sad face.
"No," she said sternly, "you can wait in the waiting room until further notice."
"This bites." Alicia said as we stomped-marched over to the waiting room.
"Tell me about it." Dylan huffed.
"You made us drive over here in that much of a hurry just so we could sit here?" Derrick rolled his eyes.
"You guys can leave if you want to." I said even though I really didn't want them to go.
"Nah, were cool. Derrick is just a jerk." Cam smiled.
"Thanks." Derrick said sarcastically.
Just then, a doctor came into the waiting room, calling for people who knew Kristen Gregory.
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