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After the classes it was lunchtime and Meg had lunch with Miley and Lily.

"So," Miley began, "how was your first day of school?"

"I would've like it if my head did throb and blood pounded in my ears," Meg told her.

"What is going on?" Lily asked, "you've head these headaches for a while now."

"I don't think that they matter so much I mean they come and they go just like boys," Meg told her as she put her hand on her head.

"You know what?" Miley said as she wiped her mouth with a napkin, "I don't care what you say, we're going to the nurse."

"Miley I'm fine," Meg said.

"We're going to the nurse," Miley insisted.

"Okay," Meg said as she got up from the table and went with Miley and Lily to the nurse.

They walked out of the cafeteria and straight down the hallway where the nurses' office was.

"Right here," Miley said as she knocked on the door.

"One second," they heard a voice say to them, "mom I'm not looking for anyone right now okay? I'll find someone when I'm ready."

"Someone's mom is really demanding," Meg said as the door opened.

"Sorry about that," a woman said as she came out the door. She had blond-brownish hair, was wearing a white nurses' coat, black pants, black shoes, and a lavender shirt. "Hi Miley, Lily, what can I do for you?"

"Well I just want to check-up on my sister here," Miley said as she referred to Meg, "she's been having some headaches for a couple of days and they seem to go on and off a lot."

"Come in my office and we'll see what's going on," the nurse said as they entered and Meg sat on the bed.

"I'm new to this school so can you please tell me your name?" Meg asked the nurse.

"I'm Ms. Montgomery but my first name is Lori," the nurse told her, "now lets see about that headache." She touched Meg's forehead with the back of her hand. "No fever." She put her hands gently on Meg's head. "Tell me where it hurts," she massaged Meg's head.

"At the back, sides, and front," Meg told her.

"Have you been bumping your head into places a lot lately?" Lori asked her.

"In the past, yes I have," Meg told her.

"Okay that could be one solution to your headaches. Have you been working hard and wanted to get break?" Lori asked her.

"Yes," Meg answered too quickly, "I've been working hard for the last pathetic four years and never got a break. It was always do this, do that. I NEED A BREAK!" she yelled.

"Calm down," Miley said as she patted Meg on the head. "She's dead."

"Whose dead?" Lori asked.

"This woman that Meg used to work for and tried to marry my dad and kill him," Miley explained, "but she was thrown off the ship and then drowned."

"How awful," Lori said, "about your dad I mean. I hope he's okay."

"Oh he is," Lily said.

"Oh my," Lori said as she looked at Meg's head on the back.

"What?" Miley asked.

"She has a severe cut there," Lori told her.

"A what?" Miley and Lily asked at the same time as they looked at Meg's head.

"How did you get it?" Miley asked Meg.

"She pushed me and I bumped my head," Meg mumbled.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Lily asked her.

"She was right there," Meg blurted out. "Ow."

"Let me see what I can do," Lori said as she opened the cabinets and took out some alcohol, cream, cotton, and bandages. She poured some alcohol on the cotton and dabbed in on Meg's wound. "Does it hurt?"

"A little bit," Meg answered.

After the alcohol dried Lori dabbed some cream onto the wound and then put the bandage on it. "There."

"Thank you," Meg said, "but my head still hurts."

"Okay here's what you have to do," Lori said, "since you said that you need a rest I'm going to call your dad and he's going to take you home and you have to lie down and do nothing."

"I can live with that," Meg said.

"I'll call my dad," Miley said as she took out her cell phone and called her dad. "Daddy? Can you come at school? Meg needs to be taken home. She's okay now but she has a wound at the back of her head because of you-know-who and has an immense headache. Great!" she shut her phone. "He's on his way," Miley announced.

After five minutes passes Robby walked into the office. Once he did he went to Meg. "Oh dear," he said as he looked at Meg's head.

"Mr. Ste…wart," Lori said slowly as she turned around and looked at him. They looked into each other's eyes.

"Uh…h-h-hi," Robby stuttered.

"Your daughter has a c-cut on the back of her head and it requires some stitching," Lori told him.

"Come on!" Meg yelled.

"T-thank you," Robby said, as he got lost into her eyes one last time. Yes, those brown eyes. The type of color that he liked right after blue. "I know this is kind of early but are you free tonight?"

"Yes," Lori answered him.

"Would you like to go to a great restaurant that I know? It's right down the pier," Robby told her.

"I would love to," Lori said as she smiled.

"Great. What time?" Robby asked.

"Six?" Lori asked.

"Perfect," Robby said, "see you then. Bye girls," he said to Miley and Lily as he left with Meg.

"What just happened?" Lily asked.

"I don't know," Miley said.