AN: I'm so incredibly sorry! I haven't updated in forever! I still love you, but I'm like, sort of busy. This may be the last chapter...so...read it.
When I woke up, I had a heavy weight on my arm and I felt really drowsy. When I started to come to, I noticed I was in a different room. Then there was someone across from me in some sort of contraption. It was raised above the bed.
"Hello sleepy head! What color wrap do you want around your cast?" Asked a nurse who was standing next to my bed with a tray of multicolored bandages.
"What? Oh...I guess...purple." They didn't even have black. She nodded and started to wrap it. "Um...do you know who that is across from me?" I pointed with my good hand.
"Oh, that's Daniel Fenton. Poor boy, he fractured his tailbone." Oh my god! That's Danny?! He looks like a snowman. He has on a white hospital gown and his boxers. I think he's asleep.
"Can I go over and see him?" She trimmed the tape and nodded again. I slowly slid out of the bed, feeling a breeze hit my back. Since when was I basically half naked? I hate these stupid robe/gown things. I slowly walked over to him.
"Um...Danny? It's me...Sam..." He looked up at me with his blue eyes.
"Hey...are you okay?" His voice sounded hoarse.
"Yeah...are you in pain?" I asked. He looked sort of pale.
"Hell yeah...it feels like my butt is swollen and it hurts to move...I'm never playing Romeo again..." He laughed. "Ow..."
"Wow...but hey, I mean, we can heal together..." I added lamely. I couldn't think of anything else to say. My brain is still fizzy.
"But we won't get to go out on dates for a while..."
"Yeah...well...I mean...Oh...I don't know. Well...I guess that's what I get for trying to be your Juliet; A broken wrist and you with a fractured tailbone.
"It's not your fault Sam..." He sighed. "Man, I'm sleepy..."
"Yeah...I'll let you sleep..." I gave him a peck on the lips so that I wouldn't hurt him and walked back to my bed. Even though I was hurting, I felt a whole lot better than I had felt in a really long time...I mean, who wouldn't be if:
You finally hooked up with the guy you basically love
You don't have to do more than one performance of a play you hated
You don't have to play volleyball in gym class while being publicly mocked by multiple girls in short-shorts and tight shirts and guys running around staring at the cloned girls and me embarrassing myself.
I yawned gently, laid back on my pillows, and slowly drifted off to sleep...
AN: Woo! That's the end next to the epilogue and sequel which probably won't come out until early next year or even Christmas time because I'm working on other fics and stupid stuff. If you love me, then leave a review! Thanks!