Stupidly short, yes, but ive been spending all my time on the next chapter. So enjoy. And review.
Sorry bout watt happened but I stupidly tried to limbo under my kitchen cupboards, successfully got under one, then stood up and banged into the other one, nearly knocking me and my front teeth out
So heres the real chapter.
His eyes were frozen open, as he felt himself breath only enough to stay alive. She whimpered on the ground. Her hand rose, shaking fiercely. Missy put her trembling hand on her face, feeling tiny shards of broken glass. She started to scream, louder and louder, the shards being washed away by currents of blood. Bradin turned on his heel and ran like he was being chased. He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't stay and let Callie see him here. With her cousin, lying on the floor, slowly letting the pain take over and becoming unconscious. He ran to the beach, not stopping until he hit the rocks.
Meanwhile, back at Callie's house, the girls were rushing outside, after hearing the high-pitched scream. They stepped outside, there legs covered by nothing but pyjama shorts, the weeds pricking and tickling their ankles. She looked around for Missy and Bradin, and then let her eyes drop to the floor. She nearly passed out, as she dropped to her knees and crawled to her cousin, her best friend. After a few seconds of stunned silence, she began yelling orders. Naomi ran inside to call 911. Lesley, who had been forced to go to first-aid lesson at nine, grabbed a rag from the kitchen and held in to Missy's face, as she became colder. Aleesa ran to wake up Callie's mom. The ambulance came bumbling up the street, awakening the neighbours. Including some of the residents at the Westerly/Gregory household. Ava had been up late trying to figure out the accounting for the business, whilst Johnny and Jay had been sat in the family room, talking. They walked up to the door and glanced out of the panels on the side of the door frame. Ava almost reclined in shock. She didn't know who the girl in the ambulance was, but she saw Callie, biting her nails and crying. She was aware that Bradin and Callie had hit a rocky patch, but still he'd want to know about this, surely? Little did she know her nephew was sat on the rocks, looking out at the see, a show of what had happened going through his mind, again and again. He hadn't meant to, not at all, but as she grabbed him, he'd spun around, and his...his arm just flew out behind him. The bottle smashed as it made contact with her face, shards becoming embedded in her skin. He kicked at stones on the edge of the rocks, listening to the 'plink' noise they made as they dropped into the water and fell to the bottom.
Oh yeah...And cud sum1 plz email me and explain how the American school system works...wat with this sophomore. Junior stuff. Here we just count our years in numbers. And what years are in grade school. Middle school...high school..Confuzed 0o ..Its 4 another story I'm writing