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Acceptable Change

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The injury wasn't as bad as I thought it was. The doctor told me to just go home and get some sleep and if the pain doesn't go away - or becomes worse - I'm supposed to immediately report back to the clinic. I hope this won't be the case.

Bianca was sitting casually in her car as I walked out into the parking lot when I walked out. I still couldn't wrap my mind around her bringing me here. Heck, I still can't even believe she saved me from getting my ass kicked by her friends. Even though I wasn't going to take it for granted - I liked what she was doing.

"Alright, where to?" she asked once I stepped inside the car, already putting the key in the ignition.

"Back to school."

She gave me a weird look as if wanting an explanation.

"I have to be back in time before Drew's football practice ends," I explained, annoyed. "My mom doesn't trust me to walk home alone."

"Why? She scared people will jump you?" Bianca joked as she pulled out of the plaza.

"That's exactly why," I deadpanned, and her laugh cut short immediately.

There was a small silence afterwards and Bianca kept her focus on the road, expression unreadable.

"That's shitty," Bianca commented. "Didn't think it was that bad for you."

That kind of remark would usually make me pissed, but the sincerity and curiously in her voice stopped me from causing an argument. Then I thought, maybe Bianca wasn't as bad as people made her out to be. Maybe she only bashed me because she didn't exactly understand how it was. Not that she ever would… But she could accept.

"Yeah, it is."

We pulled up to the school shortly after and Bianca turned to me when she stopped the car.

"I guess that's it," she shrugged.

"Thanks," I said, a little surprised still. "I didn't think you'd pull through."

"I keep my promises," she said in a serious tone. "See you later."

"Yeah, see ya," I said blindly, getting out of the car and watching her drive away.

"Where the hell have you've been?"

I turned around and saw a fuming Drew stomping down the stairs, still in his football gear. Shit.

"Hey, Drew," I smiled nervously. "I thought you still had practice."

Drew punched my shoulder roughly, causing me to sway back and my head to pound. I unconsciously grabbed it while groaning in pain but realized Drew was here and quickly released my hold. The pain was still throbbing though.

"I do," Drew snapped, blue eyes glaring into mine. "But I felt bad that you had that you were all alone so I asked Armstrong if I could check up on you. Then I see you you're nowhere to be found! Oh, but finally you do show up; pulled in Bianca DeSousa's car-!"

I've never seen Drew so furious before. Especially towards me, but I guess I understood why he was so worried.

"I'm sorry, but Bianca just took me out for a bit," I said simply.

"Took you… out.. HA," Drew scoffed. "Do you not realize that was the same girl that had you thrown into a glass wall? She is bad news, Adam!"

"You don't even know her!" I defended. "She's actually not that bad."

"What is this? Since when are you and Bianca buddies?" Drew asked, frustrated. "And where did she take you?"

He looked suspicious but mostly angry. I couldn't tell him. If I did, I'd probably end up telling him everything that happened between Bianca and I the past couple of days. I knew I couldn't tell Drew about Bianca's issue. But I hated lying to him - or anyone for that matter.

"She had car troubles, so she took me to help her pick out the stuff she needed for the front hood," I half-lied.

It was better then fully lying.

Drew squinted his eyes before shaking his head. He bought it.

"Fine, but do something like that again and I will personally make you never see the light of day ever again, understand?" he threatened but that only meant he never wanted to be scared for me anymore.

"Aye, aye, captain," I saluted, laughing when he rolled his eyes.

Drew patted my back before running back up the stairs and into the school. I sat down on the steps carefully and let out a breath.

Close one.

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

I groggily opened my eyes and turned off my alarm, making sure to be careful as I rose out of bed. Mom didn't suspect anything yesterday and I got my goodnight sleep. I guess today would be a relaxing day for me. If I was being honest, my type of relaxing day would still have me in bed.

I quickly went in the bathroom and got cleaned up, before getting dressed and binding the wraps. They started to feel a little snug when I pinned them on, which was strange because they were usually loose. I looked sideways into the mirror and stared down at the vile female parts' that took over the upper half of my body.

They better not be getting bigger…

I shook my head hastily to rid the thoughts and pulled on my long sleeve before tugging on my plaid shirt over top. I'm seriously investing in a haircut soon. My hair is starting to reach the length of my chin!

After I was sure I was presentable, I quietly went out of the washroom and smiled to myself that Drew wasn't up yet. I knew waking up earlier would work towards mine and his advantage.

Since it was still fairly early and no one was awake, I decided to eat a bowl of cereal. As soon as I was about to pour the milk in the bowl, the door knocked.

Who the hell would come here this early?

I walked to the door and was shocked to see Bianca standing at my door. She had a relieved look on her face before giving me a smirk.

"Glad you're an early riser," she laughed. "This would've been awkward if your mom answered."

She sounded wide awake and looked as beautiful as usual but that wasn't why I couldn't form any words to speak. Her being at my house; 7:00 in the morning was more surprising then all the other things she did yesterday.

"What are you doing here?" I yawned but sounded surprised.

"I was in the neighbourhood and thought maybe you needed a ride to school," she said nonchalantly.

"Umm… yeah, that'd be awesome," I said, a little excitement in my voice.

"Good, go get your stuff then," she ordered. "I need to make a small stop first."

I made sure to hide my eagerness when I excused myself and went into the kitchen. I put away the cereal and wrote a note to mom that I was getting a drive from a friend. I didn't put Bianca's name down because I knew Drew would tell mom who she is and I didn't want her to forbid me from seeing Bianca.

I grabbed my bag and we headed out, the sky still gray but the sun was pushing its way up.

"How's your head doin'?" she asked after driving for awhile.

"Not as bad as before," I responded. "The doctor said to sleep and it did help."

"That's good," she nodded. "Listen, I've been meaning to tell you… I know it may seem like Fitz and Owen hate you for being what you are, but it's nothing personal. They only pick on your situation because it stands out more then anything else."

I raised my eyebrows at the fact of Bianca - of all people - giving me an explanation to why I was picked on. And a gentle one at that.

"Did you get abducted by aliens or something?" I blurted, too late to take it back.

Bianca gave me a dirty and weird look combined.

"What are you talking about, Torres?" she demanded a little harshly.

"You're being nice to me…"I said slowly, looking down at my hands. "…Why?"

She didn't respond. I waited but kind of gave up after she parked her car in front of a convenient store. She motioned for me to come with her and we went inside the place. I guess she didn't trust me to stay alone in her car.

"Pauli, give me the regular," Bianca said to the man behind the cashier.

He looked at her before eyeing me with an intimidating stare. He bent over and threw a package on top of the counter.

"How do I not know this kid won't squeal?" his deep voice asked.

Bianca looked like she was about to snap at him but I thought it would be more believable if I cut in.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" I said innocently. "I'm just a 15 year old on my way to school with Bianca, making a pit stop. You give her a package that is probably something she ordered a month ago. Maybe some chips or magazines, perhaps? Why is that something for me to tell?"

The man's eyes widened and Bianca's mouth was agape. I looked at them with a nonchalant face, waiting patiently for Bianca to cash out. Bianca robotically took the package and gave the man cash before we started to walk out of the store.

"I can't believe you!" she enthused loudly, bumping my shoulder. "You saved our asses back there."

"I just thought it would be better playing dumb then you bitching at him," I shrugged.

She stopped and looked at me. A huge smile with glistening white teeth reached her face and her chocolate brown eyes bored into mine with a spark. She truly was a gorgeous girl and I always could tell that she stood out then most girls. Because Bianca was the type of girl to show her beauty to the world. Not in the self-absorbed and selfish way - but the confident and natural kind.

"To answer your question," she started, stepping closer to me. "You know how to keep your shit together. That's something I respect."

She kept the smile on her face and I watched in amazement as she walked towards the car. A smile crept on my face as I followed after her.