Stan rolled his eyes. Just then the bell rang and everyone rushed out of class, it being the last one of the day. Stan slowly made his way towards the door and to the hallway when everything went black

He heard a couple gasps and giggles as he faded from the world. He saw himself speed around the world several times and entering, it being full of Wendy's and Kenny's. He screamed at the horror, although no one could hear. For it was a mental scream, but just as breath-stealing as a regular loud scream. The Kenny's and Wendy's circle around him looking at him with menace and anger, but not one sprinkle of sympathy. He tried to run but the wouldn't let him go.

"You broke our hearts Stan. You broke them and now you will pay." They all said in unision.

They started to close in on him and he just dropped to the ground in fetal position. He closed his eyes so tight it felt as if his eyelids started to peel.

He woke up from his vision gasping for air. It took him a couple minutes to see he was in a hospital room, in a hospital bed, in a hospital gown. He lean down on the bed wondering why he was here. He covered his face with his hands but suddenly jumped at the pain. He wiggled his nose and winced. His nose appeared to be broken. Bandages were wrapped around it securely so he let it be. It seemed nothing else was broken but he did have a terrible deeply sighed and picked at an IV pierced in his arm.

He heard a sudden knock on the door.

"Come...in?"

He saw a worn out pair of Vans step in and slowly glanced up to see big brown eyes and midnight black hair.

"Hey Stan. Are you OK?" She held something behind her back but Stan didn't notice. How could anyone? She looked so casual with a calming face.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for coming to visit me in the hospital, Miller."

He lay down on the bed flipping through the channels as calmly as he could. But he knew the truth is he couldn't take his mind off of her since that afternoon.

"Well, Marsh," she said stepping more into the room and closing the door. "I brought you a little present." She sat on the bed next to him and pulled out three packs of Skittles, a couple movies to watch while in the hospital, some real clothes (provided by his mother), and some McDonald's.

"You can call me Kat or Teri by the way."

Stan sat up at the gifts and grabbed them.

"Thanks SO much. I've been craving for some McDonald's for forever. And I feared hospital TV would be boring. Thanks alot...Kat?"

He gave her a thankful look and she returned it. Stan had the sudden urge to hug her but didn't fight it. He gave her a quick hug and started to chomp on the McDonald's.

She was so shocked by the hug she stood still for a while, never shifting her eyes.

"Yeah, don't mention it."

"So, tell me why I- i mean we're in here please?

"Well, this afternoon, -when the bell rang for dismssal - You were the last one out. Kenny, Wendy, and some other classmates decided to hurt you. Quite frankly I don't know why. One of the kids, Craig I think, brought a bat to school today. So Kenny waited near the door and as soon as you came in sight...BAM! He smacked you right in the face. You were left on the floor for about 5 minutes before I came from the bathroom to find you knocked out cold on the floor."

Stan shifted his position and wiggled his nose, staring at the tip that he could see.

"I called an ambulance to take us to the hospital. On the way, I called your mom and she rushed over. In fact, she was here before us. It's been a couple hours. Within that time your mom sent me over with fresh clothes and I decided to get a gift of my own for you."

Katerine smiled sincerly, waiting to see how Stan would react so she would know how to react to his reaction. Stan plopped back onto the bed, laying back down.

"Thanks Kat, for everything. You've been so nice to me. You're the nicest person I've ever met. And you care the most, too."

He managed to scoot closer to her sitting up. He figured it's either now or never to fix this whole charade. He leaned in slowly waiting for her reply.