After leaving the room, I went straight to Science and got on with the work. Mr Mead asked how I was and I said I was very happy. He asked if everything this morning had gone well. In reply, I smiled and nodded my head and he smiled back before letting me get on with my work. Science was my strongest lesson so I didn't need all that much help with it.

The rest of the day went swimmingly and nothing happened really. I was just looking forward to the bowling tonight with my dad. I wanted to win because I can get very competitive but I know tonight's all for fun. I just want to have fun and so does he.

As we had agreed, after my final lesson of the day, I went to his office and knocked on the door to let him know I was here. He invited me in and let me sit down, "Just finishing off this paper work and then we'll go. It won't take long."

"Ace."

"How has your day been then?"

"Brill. First day without any problems really." I joked as we both knew how chaotic this school could be on a daily basis. Dad then put his pen away in his jacket pocket and tidied up before we both left the school. It felt so bizarre (in a good way of course) going home at the same time as my father. I was so happy that he had realised his ways and was prepared to change. Mr Mead had told me, after lesson, that he had apologized to everyone in the staff room after what had happened with me. I was happy to be a part of that.

We got home and I instantly went upstairs and picked out a pair of leggings with a casual dress. It was tight at the top but flowed out below the waist to stop just above my knees. It was a dark green (that went well with my hair colour) with black leggings and black ankle boots with a sight heel on to make me a considerably bit taller. I brushed and straightened my hair, put a bit of lipstick on and went downstairs to see what he thought.

"What do you think?" I did a bit of a twirl for a laugh.

"You look lovely. I've just booked us in to be there in about half an hour. We'll get something to eat after."

"Brilliant. Can't wait."

"I'll go and get changed then. Don't fancy being in this get up really." He joked before leaving the room to go upstairs. That's when it started. I felt a pain in my stomach. I thought it was because I was hungry and just ignored it. Everything else felt fine even though my brain was telling me to just listen to myself. My head was telling me to not go ahead with tonight, just to be safe. As you would expect, my heart was saying the exact opposite saying that we both need this. My heart won, which is normal, and I put it to one side. I went into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror before telling myself that I was fine. I had to be fine.

"Pandora? Are you alright in there?" He knocked on the door and asked.

"Yea fine. Just checking something."

"Alright. We'll go when you're ready." I straightened my dress out and opened the bathroom door, putting a smile on my face. I was going to enjoy tonight.

We were now at the desk and dad was paying for the alley for a game when the pain started again. It felt as if it had moved. It certainly wasn't where it was before. I placed a hand on the desk and leaned on it and took a deep breath to try and push the pain away again but it made it worse. My dad placed a hand on my shoulder and looked at me with concern, "Are you okay Pandora?"

I decided that I couldn't hide this anymore as the pain was getting worse with every breath I took, "I don't know what's wrong with me but it's here." I placed my free hand where the pain was, lower right of my abdomen. This couldn't be good. I could tell something really bad was happening to me because he gave me a look full of fear before asking the person behind the counter to get an ambulance.

"What's happening to me?" I asked as he lowered me to the floor and got me to lie down on my side. Obviously this was causing a distraction for everyone so he told them all to go away.

"Shh. It's alright." He whispered in my ear before I, without any warning, threw up on the floor of the bowling alley. That's when the paramedics arrived. Dad explained everything but never took his hand off me. The paramedics told him that he had done the right thing as they all agreed on what could be wrong with me but they never said what it was. Probably so I wouldn't panic.

"Do you want to come with her? It'll calm her down." The leader offered as it was clear that I was scared because I was crying. He accepted in the blink of an eye and sat next to me on the ambulance, wiping away my tears and whispering things in my ear, promising everything was going to be alright.

The rest of the night was a bit of blur. I don't remember a lot of it. Just that doctors were doing a number of tests on me. Then, they took me away from my dad and he didn't move until I left the room. I didn't know what was wrong with me but I just wanted it to stop.

The very worried father had just seen his daughter be whisked away to the operating room. He decided it would be a good idea to ring Rachel to tell her he wasn't going to be in tomorrow.

"Hey Max. Is something wrong?"

"I won't be in school for tomorrow at least. Pandora's in hospital and is being operated on right now." He held the tears of fear back as he knew he had to be strong for his daughter. He knew that Rachel would be able to detect it though.

"What's wrong with her?" The head asked, full of concern.

And I'm going to leave it there as I don't think I've done a cliffhanger like this yet :P Just for the record, I have had the op that Pandora is having at the end of this chapter but it was when I was a little girl (a good 8 years or so ago now) and I don't remember a lot of it so I'm not 100% sure how accurate the symptoms are.

Danni x