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Chapter 14
Troy slammed the door to his bedroom and walked toward his mirror. He took off his shirt and stared at the scar on his chest. It wasn't huge, but it wasn't invisible. He turned, almost falling over a basketball that was on the floor. He glared at it, as if it was taunting him, then he kicked it. The ball hit the wall with force and he collapsed on the floor in tears.
The ball rolled back to him and he threw his head to the other side, not wanting to look at it. He leaned up against his bed. His body shaking with sobs. He stood up and looked out his window, tears still flowing freely down his face. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the basketball court, but the glare softened and the tears fell faster.
He grabbed the basketball and chucked it with all his might at the window. He heard the sickening sound of breaking glass and then the ball hitting the patio below. He touched the shards of broken glass and immediately saw his red blood. His fingers had a few small cuts.
Troy brought the cut fingers to his mouth and walked to the bathroom to get a band aid. He opened the cabinet and grabbed the pack of band aids, but something else caught his eye. He left the band aids on the counter and grabbed the container of Tylenol.
"You're smarter than this! The directions say to take three every day, not take them all in one sitting!"
"We don't need you overdosing so lets take three and put the rest in your bag."
He remembered when Chad and Cam had found him that day in the bathroom. He looked at the container and read the directions. Take one every two hours.
Troy poured some in his hand and counted. He stared at the fifteen little white pills he held in his hand. He really didn't have anything left in his life, even Gabriella was disappointed in him.
Troy shut his eyes and put the Tylenol back in the container, scared that he even thought about overdosing. He hadn't even had his eighteenth birthday yet. He put a band aid on his bleeding fingers and walked back to his room.
He pulled down every poster and ripped up every picture. He put all his trophies, awards and medals along with various uniforms from past years in a box labeled: Attic. Once he was done, he looked at his new room. The walls were still red and the comforter was still white with the red stain on it from when Chad had spilled his drink. The floors were still hardwood.
The walls were empty and the shelves were bare. Now that it wasn't full of basketballs, pictures and posters the room seemed bigger.
Troy turned around and grabbed a black Sharpie. He crossed out Attic on the box and in it's place he wrote Junk.
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"Hey Bailey, can I talk to you?"
Bailey looked up at Nick, waiting for him to say something. "In private?"
"Oh." She stood up and followed him away from the table that she had been sitting at with Mack, Keisha, Teagan, Calum and Adam. "What?"
"I can't do this anymore."
"Huh?"
"If you're going to be friends with that garbage," he said in disgust. "Then I can't be your boyfriend. Plus, with that friend of yours sick, we never see each other. Is she better than me?"
Bailey's mouth dropped down to the floor. "First, my friends aren't garbage, they're people and they have feelings."
Nick didn't know what he had gotten himself into. When Bailey got mad, she was mad and sometimes she was a little sarcastic. "Second, my friend that's sick has a name, shocking I know! And her name is Mikaela and I'd appreciate it if you'd use it when you talk about her."
She turned on her heel and started to storm away, but before she got to far she turned back around. "And to set the records straight, I'm dumping you."
Nick stood stunned as Bailey walked back to the table as if nothing had happened. "What did he want," Teagan asked.
"Oh, he just told me that you, Calum and Adam were trash and he was talking bad about Mikaela. He was basically saying that I needed new friends, so I dumped him."
"Yes!"
All eyes went to Adam as he turned a bright shade of red. Adam turned to Calum and tried to cover up what he had just said. "Hey Calum...you owe me twenty bucks."
"Oh no," Calum said. "You're on your own with this one."
Adam turned to face Bailey and said, "he didn't deserve you. I don't like him at all, he's...mean."
Calum tried to hold in his laugh as best he could at Adam's weak attempt to cover up his mistake. Teagan slapped himself on the forehead. Keisha and Mack both giggled and Bailey looked shocked.
"I'm going to go get an ice cream," Adam announced standing up. "Anyone want an ice cream? No? Good."
"What was that all about," Bailey asked as Adam walked away.
"Adam's just always like that," Calum said, still laughing.
"Oh."
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"Hey Coach, how's Troy?"
"Will he be alright before our game?"
"Boys, sit down," Jack said. He had a metal chair in hands that he assembled in front of the bleachers where the team was sitting. Chad, Cam, Zeke and Jason sat in the back, all knowing what Coach Bolton was going to say.
"He's going to be okay right," one of the younger players asked.
"Yeah, he'll be fine."
"What happened?"
Jack let out a breath of air. He hadn't thought it would be hard to tell the team that Troy couldn't play. He had been very wrong. "Troy got a defibrillator. For those who don't know what it is, its something that will sort of shock him if his heart stops again like it did at the game. He won't be able to play though...ever again."
The gym was silent while the players soaked in the news. Chad stood up and walked down the stairs of the bleachers. He looked at Jack and lifted up his cellphone, showing a text message from Troy. Jack nodded and Chad ran out of the gym.
"How's he taking it?"
"Not well, but he's getting better. He's getting stronger, both physically and mentally. Now, more than ever, you need to keep your heads in the game."
The door to the gym opened and Chad walked back in, holding red and white fabric in his hands. He walked up to Jack and held out two uniforms. "They're Troy's," Chad said. "He said he said he couldn't stand just putting them in the attic with the others."
"You guys can leave," Jack said to the team. "Practice again on Monday."
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"Sorry that we had to miss auditions."
"No, it's okay," Gabriella said. "I hear that that they picked two juniors. Ms. Darbus didn't seem pleased after free period today though. I wonder how well they did in rehearsal."
"Yeah, well they couldn't have done as well as us," Troy said. They were walking around the grounds, their fingers intertwined. "At least we won't be burdened with the musical."
"And now you can come watch me in the Scholastic Decathlon!"
"Oh, lucky me."
"It's not that bad!"
"How would you know? You've never been in the audience. Chad said he fell asleep when he went to one!"
"Troy think about what you just said. Chad."
"Good point."
"So, you promise you'll come and watch."
"I guess."
Gabriella smiled and Troy leaned closer to her, closing the gap between their lips.
"Eww, gross! I don't know what she sees in him," Mack said from behind a tree. "Shoot me, now!"
"Mack, what do you think you and Calum do when you kiss?"
"Bailey, that's different."
"Why are we behind a tree," Keisha whined.
Mack turned to face her. "Because, we're playing hide and go seek. Where else would we hide, out in the open?"
"We could have hid behind a bush. That would have been more comfortable." Bailey shook her head as the two began arguing over the best spot to hide.
"Found ya!"
Bailey rolled her eyes. The only reason Adam and Teagan had found them was because of Mack and Keisha.
"Where's Calum," Mack asked, dusting herself off.
"He had to go to practice-"
Adam got interrupted by Mack's cellphone. He pulled it out of her pocket and put it to her ear. "What Mom?" She was quiet for awhile, her facial expressions blank. "Okay." She hung up the phone and looked at the group. "We have to go."
"Why?"
"Mikaela's mom just called. We need to head over there. She's got an infection and she can't fight it."
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