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.DDR Delay.

"OW!" Dana gasped, her ankle making a sickening cracking noise as she fell and slumped to the floor. My eyes turned in horror as I saw pure pain on Dana's face, something I have never seen with her. I saw she was on the verge of tears, but tough old Dana wouldn't cry infront of the guys. Holding her leg, she shouted and everyone was frozen, unsure what to do. I unpluged the TV, which had been blasting 'Heaven' by DJ Sammy. From there, Chase and Michael ran to get Nurse Kratch. Logan ran to the bathroom and wet a towel which we wrapped around Dana's leg.

"Let's get her up on the bed," Quinn suggested. Nodding, Quinn, Logan and I tried to pull Dana and hoist her up to the bed.

"Come on what-ever-your-name-is!" Logan shouted at Travis, who was standing uselessly. "You going to help? Come on! We have to get her up!"

"NO!" Travis shouted over the chaos. We looked at him blankly and slowly put Dana back on the ground. "Moving her could worsen the injury. Leave her where she is." Doing as instructed, the rest of us were in too much awe. Travis got on his knees and began to gently put pressure on Dana's leg, asking her when it began to hurt. When he came closer to her ankle, she began to wince in pain, and Travis announced that she had broken her ankle.

"How do you know? You a doctor now?" Logan snapped. He has been spending alot of time near Dana lately, and I don't think he liked the attention Dana was giving Travis, broken ankle or not.

"I broke my ankle before. Chase and I were jumping off the roof into snow, I broke it and it was in a cast for a long time. Ask him, he has stitches on his right leg from landing on a stick." Travis said as he began to tighten the towel on her ankle.

Just then Chase, Michael, and Nurse Kratch came in. Nurse Kratch immediatly saw Dana and pushed everyone out of the way, forcing us out so she could treat Dana. As Chase, Michael and Quinn hurried out, Logan insisted on staying.

"Wait, has anyone seen Nicole?" I asked, wondering why I hadn't seen her during the whole ordeal. Everyone shook their heads and I ran down the hall looking/

"In here," Nicole mumbled a muffled call from the bathroom. As I walked in, I saw Nicole, hunched over a toilet.

"Ew, making oatmeal?" I joked. She gave a faint nod and I decided to leave her be. Going back out, Michael, Quinn, Travis, and Chase were all sitting outside the door, not sure to leave or stay. I sat across the hall from Travis and Chase got up and sat next to me. No one had heard anyword from the room, except the occasional arguements between Dana and Logan.

"So, Travis, where is it that you are from?" Michael asked. He sat inbetween Travis and Quinn, both who had been staring out into space. When he got no reply, Michael reached out and punched Travis in the arm.

"Oh, sorry." Travis said as he punched back. "I'm from Massachusetts. Douglas." When he said that, time seemed to stop. Douglas... Wait. That's where I was moving to... ".. it is such a small town. Not a single Dunkin Donuts. Barely any stop lights. No fast food joints-"

"NO FAST FOOD?" Chase and Michael echoed in suprise, as if an adder had bit them. "Dude, how can you live without fast food?" Michael asked him, his eyes round with intrest.

"Mike. We do." Chase said, looking at Michael. Mike shot back a confused glance. "You know, there isn't fast food in school grounds. No fast food..." Mike didn't seem to get it, so Chase just gave up right there.

"What else?" I asked, interested. My mind wandered to the places he described. My heart thumped more and more as I began to feel myself liking the horses on each street, and farms and so on. I opened my mouth to say 'I'm moving there!' but held back. Dustin should be the first to know.

"Hey Zoey!" A familar voice called as they ran up the hall.

"Oh, hey Dustin!" I replied. Dustin stood next to me and said hi to everyone. Well, almost everyone. "Dust, this is Travis. He's from MA."

Travis smiled and muttered a hello. "MA? Where is that?" We all laughed and Quinn explained.

"MA is short for Massachusetts, a eastern state in which is called the Bay State."

"Oh."

"Hey Dustin, how old are you?" Travis asked suddenly.

"11..." Dustin said, trailing off. "Why?"

Travis just shrugged and took out his phone. It looked like he just texted someone. "I have an 11 yeard old brother and sister. Twins." He said. Chase looked at the celing then nodded.

"Kaeli and Sean." Chase laughed, remembering. "They used to pour jelly and syrup in our hair when we fell asleep during Saturday Night Movies!" Travis nodded and Chase began to laugh. The whole situation seemed to lighten up, until Logan burst through the room.

"MAKE WAY! MOVE IT!" He shouted, waving his arms as he cleared a way. Going back into the room, it wasn't long until Nurse Kratch and Logan came out, Dana inbetween them, limping, her right ankle looking messed up. She mumbled a 'thank you' to Travis, and Logan turned and gave him a dirty look.

As the trio began to make their way to the nurse's room, Nicole came out of the bathroom, her face very pale and her eyes sore. "I'm, er, going to be inside," she muttered quietly.

Everyone turned to me and I explained. "There are two things I know that make Nicole 'make oatmeal'. Running laps. And seeing a personal injury, which includes the snapping of bones or any blood."

"Well, we can all go to my dorm," Travis offered. "I'd suggest the cafeteria, but I don't think anyone could keep anything down at a time like this." Chase and Michael cast me questioning glances, they knew who Travis's room mate was. I think Travis saw it too. "Ok. Enough. Tell me. What is wrong with my dorm?"

"Er... We just don't really like your roommate. That's all." I said simply. I got up, and pulled Chase to his feet. Travis shrugged and the group of us began towards Travis's room. Room 35. I wasn't sure what would happen when we got there, but I could only wait and see.

N/A: Heh. Poor Dana... Well, stay tuned, Glenn Davis from the Dance episode is comming. Ooh, this could lead to problems.. :D