Terri sat up in her hospital bed. All she could think about was school, there was a whole that she needed to catch up on.

A female doctor and a boy a little older than Terri, walked in. "Hi," the doctor said smiling. "I'm Dr. Corrine Baxter, and this is my son, Ezekiel, he's a co-op."

Ezekiel smiled one of those white, straight tooth smiles that all the guys in boy bands seemed to have. "Hey," he replied. Terri smiled back.

"He's going to help you with your physical therapy," Dr. Baxter explained.

"Oh," Terri replied. She wasn't too big on the idea of a guy—a teenage guy—helping her to get better after another teenage guy had done this to her. But Ezekiel seemed…different than Rick.

"Ok, I'm going to take your blood pressure and pulse," Dr. Baxter told her. "And then Ezekiel is going to take you to the gym we have here where he'll help you with some exercises."

Terri nodded as Dr. Baxter put the blood pressure cuff around her arm and she looked at Ezekiel who just grinned at her and got her wheelchair ready.

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"So," Ezekiel said, as he pushed Terri down the hallway. "What brings a pretty girl like you to a horrible place like this?"

Terri blushed and reached up and touched her face, she pulled her baby blue terrycloth bathrobe tighter around her. "Boyfriend," she muttered.

"What?" Ezekiel asked.

Terri told him what had happened and Ezekiel listened. "Give me his address and I'll go after him for you," he replied.

She smiled. "Thanks, but I guess my friends already did that."

"Hey, that's what friends are for."

He wheeled Terri into the gym and helped her through some of the exercises and talked to her at the same time.

"Where do you go to school?" he asked.

"Degrassi," she said.

"So do I," he replied. "I started today actually. So did my kid sister."

"Oh," she said. "What is she like?"

"She's kind of messed up," he replied, tapping the side of his head. "If you know what I mean."

Terri shook her head. "No," she said. "I don't."

"She's not my biological sister. She's adopted. Her name's Rebekah. She thinks that her name is 'Marcella Anne-Louise Jalessa Rain Williams' and she thinks there is some guy named 'Raul'."

"Oh."

"Sorry, I'm rambling about my sister," he said. "Tell me about you."

Terri opened up and told him just the basics about herself. "I had a modeling job, too," she said.

"Really?" he asked. Ezekiel looked at her and squinted. "Oh, yeah. I recognize you now." He put her foot down and jumped. "Oh my God…I'm in the midst of a celebrity." He looked around at the other people looking at him like he needed to be in the psychiatric ward instead.

Terri felt embarrassed that she had said anything now. Ezekiel looked at her. "Sorry, I'm embarrassing you aren't I?" he asked.

"Just a little she confessed."

"I'm sorry," he said.

"It's ok," she said. "It's cool that you have so much…energy."

"Yeah," he said. "Considering I'm in the most depressing place in the world."

Terri smiled. "Yeah, I know what you mean."

They finished up the exercises and then he took her back to her room.