Hey, I'm back, again, I need some more reviews. In this chapter a lot will happen, so if you are confused at any point about anything in the chapter, PM me and I will do my best to explain it. So without further ado, I present Chapter 7 of Complications in the Band.
Stella POV:
Then I blacked out…
The next thing I knew, I was in a white hospital room. My family was all around me and a doctor was talking to my mom. How the hell did I get here? And why the hell did it happen? My dad called over my mom and the doctor as I sat up slowly.
"What happened to me?" I asked, but I could barely hear my voice.
"You passed out, honey," My mom said.
Well no shit, I thought. Then I asked, "Why did I faint?" My voice was still so hoarse.
The doctor talked this time, "You were just dehydrated," My family looked at him shocked, even my dad, who was a doctor himself.
"What do you mean, because of dehydration?" My mom asked, "Surely the effects from that couldn't be this severe, can they?"
"Yes, they can, it seems that you daughter also hasn't been getting valuable nutrients for several months now," He added.
"Well, she apparently became a vegetarian a while ago," my brother, Timmy, said.
I gave him a face that said, 'stay out of it,'
"Well, then," He turned his attention to me; "You do know that you have to substitute for things when you're a vegetarian. It's not as easy as just eating vegetables at every meal; they don't give you everything you need for your body to function properly. You need to balance your diet, before you leave today; I'm going to give you a food chart of the foods that you need to eat to maintain your health. Plus, I will have to give you protein pills." I just nodded while he told me all of this. He continued; "I also want you to carry around a water bottle everywhere you go from now on, I don't want to see you in here again for health problems, okay?" I nodded in acknowledgement. He said to my parents, "She can go whenever she is ready,"
They looked at me for approval and I said, "I need to go pee first," I loved my brother's reaction whenever I announced something so personal; they always covered their ears and glared at me, and I always just gave them a cheesy smile back. After I was done in the restroom, we walked through the halls to the front desk. My doctor caught up with us before we left and gave me a chart with the days of the week and food items that I'm supposed to eat at breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
A couple days after I came back from the hospital, my mom trusted me to go back to school. Although, she packed my lunches every day and made sure I left with the, then at lunch, she called me to make sure I was eating. Nobody else knew what was going on though, meaning, I hadn't told them. They probably thought that I was on the phone with a long-distance boyfriend, if only they knew what a day was like in my life. Struggling through school, have to eat on schedule, and being a smartass, but the last one was more my fault than anything.
"Hey, Stella," Charlie greeted in our first class of the day, together at least.
"Hey, Charlie, long time no see," I said sitting on top of his seat.
"You're tellin' me. By the way, why were you gone anyway?"
I looked down a little bit and answered, "I, um, was helping my mom with a few things at the office and she cleared it with the school so that she could pick up my work at the beginning of the day and turn them in to the secretary at the end," I thought I came up with a pretty decent lie.
"That was nice, Stella. Now, can you please take your seat," Mr. O'Ryan said. I nodded, "Oh," I turned and looked at him, "In a chair please,' I smiled and sat in my assigned seat across the aisle from Charlie and right in front of Jules. I could have sworn I felt her burning holes in the back of my head all through math, which is normal, except, I could have sworn I actually felt it this time. I dismissed the feeling, as usual, and continued doing whatever the hell was on the whiteboard.
I was in absolute heaven after that class was over, and after I had taken two Ibuprofen pills, I have been getting killer headaches since my return from the hospital, along with a lot of pains in my right arm. Charlie walked me to my last class and asked if I wanted to hang out after school. I, of course, agreed. I mean, I haven't hung out with only Charlie for a while now. I kinda missed the company of my best guy friend. History went past quickly and I met Charlie by his car so we could go to one of our houses to hang out. We decided to go to his house because his parents were at work and wouldn't be checking in on him every half hour.
We walked up the front steps and into the house. He grabbed us a snack while I went into his room and sat down on his bed. He came in after me about 3 minutes later.
"Stella, now that we're alone, tell me the real reason why you haven't been at school," I stared at him, shocked. How had he known? "Stell, I'm your best friend, I know when you are lying,"
"Fine, I was in the hospital," I saw his hands cover his face and slide down slowly so that he could look at me.
"Now my question is, why? Why were you in the hospital in the first place?"
"Dehydration and malnourishment. Apparently after I became a vegetarian a few months ago, I stopped eating valuable nutrients and I have never been much of a water drinker, so after you dropped me off on Monday, I walked in the door and passed out. I guess," I explained to the extent that I could.
"So, that was why you had that water bottle all day and drinking out of it like there was no tomorrow?"
"It's that obvious? I was trying to act normal, shit!" I cursed at my stupidity.
"You were doing great at acting normal, but you weren't being yourself. I know better than anyone when something is going on with you,"
"Yet, you still don't know who I like," I mumbled.
"Huh?" he asked, stupidly.
"Nothing, just bringing up a sore topic, now I'm going to drop it like a hot Idaho spud," He laughed and gave me the cheese stick that he was holding as a snack. I smiled and gnawed at the white smirked and turned on the radio that was on his bedside table. Determinate was on, again.
Trying hard to fight these tears
I'm crazy worried
Messing with my head this fear
I'm so sorry
You know you gotta get it out
I can't take it
That's what being friends about
The funny thing about this song is that no matter how much I hear it and/or play it, I never get tired of it. It's not necessarily my favorite song, but it was the first song the band played together in front of an audience.
I, I want to cry Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
I can't deny
Tonight I wanna up and hide
And get inside
It isn't right
I gotta live in my life
I know I, I know I
I know I gotta do it
I know I, I know I
I know I gotta do it
Determinate, determinate
Push until you can't and then demand more
Determinate, determinate
You and me together, we can make it better
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
Determinate, determinate
By that point in time, Charlie and I had started singing along to Olivia's voice.
Hate to feel this way Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
And waste a day
I gotta get myself on stage
I shouldn't wait or be afraid
The chips will fall where they may
I know I, I know I
I know I gotta do it
I know I, I know I
I know I gotta do it
Determinate, determinate
Push until you can't and then demand more
Determinate, determinate
You and me together, we can make it better
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
Determinate, determinate
Charlie was the only one in the band, besides Wen, that could rap decently, without practice, so he did the rap, while I admired from the side.
It's Wen and I'm heaven-sent
Use it like a veteran
Renegade, lemonade, use it in my medicine
Go ahead and try to name a band we ain't better than
Reason why the whole world's picking us instead of them
People need a breather cause they're feeling that adrenaline
Stop! Now hurry up and let us in. Knock!
Cause we're coming to your house (and)
people keep on smiling like the lemons in their mouths
I'm the real deal, you know how I feel
When they in it for the bill I'm just in it for the thrill
Get down now I ain't playin' around put your feet up from the ground
And just make that sound like
During the end chorus, I was shout singing and Charlie was trying but failing to dance along to the music, kinda like the first time it came on the radio, but that time, we were at my house.
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor Come on and, come on and
Determinate, determinate
Push until you can't and then demand more
Determinate, determinate
You and me together, we can make it better
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
Determinate, determinate
Come on and get it going
Come on and, come on and
Come on and get it going
On the dance floor
On the dance floor
Dance floor
Determinate
I jumped onto Charlie's bed, face first, and started laughing.
"What?" Charlie asked.
"Have you ever looked at yourself in a mirror when you danced?" I said between giggles.
"No, I thought I was a good dancer," that sentence sent me over the edge, of the bed, I mean. I was laughing so hard, that I was rolling and I rolled off of his king sized bed. 'Is that even possible,' you ask, apparently, it is.
The moment my head hit the floor, I blacked out, again. I could faintly hear Charlie in the background asking if I was okay. Then I heard him call an ambulance and my parents to let them know what happened. But, that was all I remembered.