So, here is the next chapter. These three are my best friends and I
had to include them somehow… so if one if you three comes across this,
DON'T SUE ME, I don't own you guys or any one else included in this story
"Gosh, finally over," Roger said, leaning back in his chair.
"Good point. Man, I hate tests!" Ben said.
"It was easy. I just hope one of us will be able to help Alex. She's helped us all through a lot. She needs one of us now."
"It's alright D. One of us can do it."
"Hey dudes. I got a question," Roger started. "Who was that guy that was crying on Alex? Who does he think he is?"
"I don't know. I'll have to ask her when I see her in her dream place," Ben said.
"Who the hell said your going?" Roger yelled.
"Guys! If anyone can go, it will be ok, because we'll be able to save her. That's all that matters," Donovan said, looking at the door, waiting it to open and have someone announce who was going.
"Jesus. I can't believe she's dead. D-E-A-D. Not just playing around. Her heart wasn't beating."
"Don't you think I realized that?" Donovan asked, turning towards Roger.
"No Shit! Of course you did. We all did," Ben said, starting out loud, and then descending into a whisper.
The door started to open and the three snapped to attention, ready to accept their fate to help their best friend.
Jasmine shut the door behind her, and looked at them. "Chill guys. You look like your on your death beds," she commented, that shook her head at the irony of the statement.
"Jasmine, do me a favor," Roger started. "And shut up."
Donovan let out a breath of exasperation. "How long do you think it will be before they will tell us?" he asked Jasmine.
"Dumbledoor just told us that it would be 2 hours before one of you came in to help Alex, so probably an hour. Why?" she asked.
"I'm going for a run. I'll be back. Later!"
"Hey, are there any computer systems around here?" Roger asked looking evilly at Jasmine.
"NO! I mean, no Roger, there aren't any computers here."
"Yeah right. Later guys!" he said, running out the door.
"Ben, what about you? Are you ok?"
"I just hope one of us can save her. I would love it to be me, but I'm not sure if I'm at her power level," he said looking down at his hands.
"Don't worry. One of you guys will get to, and as long as she's ok is all that matters," Jasmine said.
"I just feel I wish I could have protected her," he whispered softly.
"Ben, don't you think I know that? She came to protect me, and in doing so, she died! She's my baby sister! It's practically an oath that I have to save her," Jasmine said, sitting next to him.
"God," he said, laughing softly. "I would hate to be in your shoes."
"Shut up," she said, lightly punching him on the arm. "Let's go eat. I bet you're tired after they took some of your blood to see if you have the same type as her."
"Alright," Ben said, stifling a yawn.
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"Gosh, finally over," Roger said, leaning back in his chair.
"Good point. Man, I hate tests!" Ben said.
"It was easy. I just hope one of us will be able to help Alex. She's helped us all through a lot. She needs one of us now."
"It's alright D. One of us can do it."
"Hey dudes. I got a question," Roger started. "Who was that guy that was crying on Alex? Who does he think he is?"
"I don't know. I'll have to ask her when I see her in her dream place," Ben said.
"Who the hell said your going?" Roger yelled.
"Guys! If anyone can go, it will be ok, because we'll be able to save her. That's all that matters," Donovan said, looking at the door, waiting it to open and have someone announce who was going.
"Jesus. I can't believe she's dead. D-E-A-D. Not just playing around. Her heart wasn't beating."
"Don't you think I realized that?" Donovan asked, turning towards Roger.
"No Shit! Of course you did. We all did," Ben said, starting out loud, and then descending into a whisper.
The door started to open and the three snapped to attention, ready to accept their fate to help their best friend.
Jasmine shut the door behind her, and looked at them. "Chill guys. You look like your on your death beds," she commented, that shook her head at the irony of the statement.
"Jasmine, do me a favor," Roger started. "And shut up."
Donovan let out a breath of exasperation. "How long do you think it will be before they will tell us?" he asked Jasmine.
"Dumbledoor just told us that it would be 2 hours before one of you came in to help Alex, so probably an hour. Why?" she asked.
"I'm going for a run. I'll be back. Later!"
"Hey, are there any computer systems around here?" Roger asked looking evilly at Jasmine.
"NO! I mean, no Roger, there aren't any computers here."
"Yeah right. Later guys!" he said, running out the door.
"Ben, what about you? Are you ok?"
"I just hope one of us can save her. I would love it to be me, but I'm not sure if I'm at her power level," he said looking down at his hands.
"Don't worry. One of you guys will get to, and as long as she's ok is all that matters," Jasmine said.
"I just feel I wish I could have protected her," he whispered softly.
"Ben, don't you think I know that? She came to protect me, and in doing so, she died! She's my baby sister! It's practically an oath that I have to save her," Jasmine said, sitting next to him.
"God," he said, laughing softly. "I would hate to be in your shoes."
"Shut up," she said, lightly punching him on the arm. "Let's go eat. I bet you're tired after they took some of your blood to see if you have the same type as her."
"Alright," Ben said, stifling a yawn.
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