Request: Maybe a prompt about japril in high school / college / medical school ? PS.: Please keep writing your prompt's they're amazing love every single one

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April tied her hair into a ponytail, fixing it on top of her head. Walking towards the field, she realized that the football team was already training. The cheerleaders were not having the space all to themselves today.

She spotted her friends in their perfect shiny cheerleader outfits, standing next to the bleachers warming up. She was five minutes late, but since she was the captain of the cheerleader team, she knew that the practice wouldn't start without her. Thankfully Mrs Geller, their cheerleading coach, was late too.

"Oh April, I'm glad you're here." Her friend Ava said, with an enthusiastic tone in her voice. "I think Josh Taylor is going to ask me to Homecoming."

"Really?" April asked, knowing how Ava had been obsessing about the Homecoming dance for weeks. "How do you know that? Did he say something?"

"No, I heard from Melissa, who heard from Mackenzie, who heard from Kate that Josh Taylor and Stacey broke up and that he is planning on inviting me to Homecoming now." Ava replied, without being able to contain her excitement.

"Oh my gosh! Really? You're so lucky. Josh's a total hottie."

"I know, right! I can't wait!" Ava went on. Then she leaned down to speak with a low tone. "I also heard that Flynn is so pissed that you refused to be his date."

"Oh please! What was he expecting? I wouldn't be his date now or in a thousand years!" April replied. "He already asked me like three times and I keep saying no, but it seems like he doesn't get it! It's like he's dumb or something."

"He's not exactly bright. So you might have a point."

"I'm not too worried about it though."

"But what if you don't find a date?" Ava asked, with a concerned look on her face. "We're only two weeks away from the dance and you don't have a date yet."

"I'm not worried."

"I know, but still." Ava went on, almost whispering, like what she was saying was a heresy. April Kepner could not go to the dance all by herself. The world would be upside down and all the laws of the Universe would be wrong if April Kepner went to the dannd all the laws of the Universe would be wrong i er outfits, standing next to the bleachers warmice alone. "Honey, you can't go alone to the dance. All eyes are going to be on you and people can be so judgmental."

"Ava, don't you think I know that?" April said, thinking to herself that she was not going to show her friend or anyone else her true feelings about not having a date to the dance yet. Of course she was worried, but her standards were high. Not every guy deserved having her as his date. "Plus, I was already asked by a few different boys…I just feel like I deserve better, you know. I'm not gonna settle. But I don't think I'm gonna have a problem finding a date. I'm April Kepner!"

Being April Kepner meant being on the top of the high school hierarchy; meant that everywhere she went, heads turned; everything she wore, was a fashion trend the next day; everything she said, was interpreted in a special kind of way; and boys… every boy wanted to have a piece of her. She was April Kepner, queen B, the ruler of the high school society, the 'it' girl of the moment.

Just as Ava was about to say something, April was knocked to the floor, being pushed by one of the players. "Hey!" She screamed as he fell on top of her. "Oh my gosh, get off!"

He looked at her for a second, but quickly stood on his feet. April immediately grabbed her ankle in pain. "Are you okay?"

"No, I'm not okay, you idiot." April replied, looking at her ankle as the pain increased. "It hurts!"

"I'm sorry. I was after the ball and…"

"Well, you obviously should be looking at where you're going, dumbass. My ankle hurts, it's getting swollen and it's because you…" She said, looking up and catching his eyes for the first time. She didn't know the guy. She never saw him around the school before. "Who are you?"

"Jackson Avery." She raised her eyebrows still clueless, so he continued. "I transferred here from the East a couple days ago."

"Jackson Avery?" She repeated, trying to memorize his name since his face was something she was not going to forget any time soon. "And you're…"

"The new quarterback." He replied, smiling. "This is actually my first practice. I'm sorry about the ankle. I swear I didn't see you."

"It's okay." April said, looking back to her foot. "It hurts tough."

"Yeah, you should probably put ice on it." He said, moving his hands to her ankle without thinking about it. "It's not looking good."

"Oh no. I have cheerleading practice. I can't leave…"

"You won't even be able to walk. Look at your ankle!"

"I know, but I…"

"C'mon!" He said, holding her hand to help her stand up.

April tried to stand up but the pain was excruciating. She couldn't even move. "No, no, no… Stop!"

"Does it hurt that bad?"

"No!" She lied, but he had her already figured out.

"I'm gonna…" He said, placing one arm on her back and the other under her legs. "Lift you up and take you to the infirmary. You need to put ice on…"

"What? No. Stop it." She cut him off, as he lifted her up and started carrying her. "Put me down, I can walk!"

"Huh, huh!"

"I mean it. Put me down or I swear…"

"People told me girls here were feisty, but you…" He said, thinking it was for the best if he didn't finish the sentence. "I'm just trying to help you, you know?"

"I don't need your help."

"That's not what it looks like."

"Well, if you just put me down I could show you that…"

"What's your name, by the way?"

She stopped kicking and took a deep breath. "April Kepner. Why?"

"Nice to meet you, April Kepner." He said, smiling. "Now, if you let me take you down to the infirmary, that'd be really nice."

She looked at him and finally gave up, holding her arms around his neck. He yelled something to the field and then turned to her again. Maybe she was right. Her standards were high and thank goodness she didn't accept going to the dance with any of the other guys, because she might as well just found her date.