A/N: So...I am going back to 200 words a review. I've done a bit of calculating on my nifty super nerd calculator and...20027 words divided by 200 is about 101. That means you owe me by around 50 reviews! But it's okay, I won't charge interest!

P.S. Okay, so I lied before. I said I was going to write what Laura says the way she says it, but I didn't. I am now, though.

Laura's perspective.

I wake up slowly, my head feels like it weighs a tonne. My brain is aching more than it ever has before. I reach a hand up and touch it. The bandage is still there. I should probably change it. I don't want it to get infected or anything yuck like that.

"Laura! Get in the shower!"

It's Jasmine. Right! I'm supposed to be going to the hairdresser's. Oops. I slowly sit up, my head calms down ever so slightly. I walk over to the door, grab my towel and make my way over to the bathroom. I look in the mirror on the way to the shower. My hair managed to stay in a ponytail overnight, but I look like a hospital patient with the bandage.

"Time for you to jump the gun," I whisper.

I slowly start to peel it off. It kills. No, scratch that. It canes. I can't do it myself. It's too painful. I know! I'll get Alex to help me!

Alex's perspective.

"Alex!"

Great. What now? I roll out of bed and walk blindly to the door. It's six in the morning! What are they thinking?

"Aleeeeeeeeeeeex!"

They are getting more and more persistent. It must be Laura. I can tell by her accent. I think it's starting to rub off on me. Want to know how I can tell? It's because the British pronounce my name Aleerx but her version sounds more like Alix.

Alex slowly made his way to the bathroom and rubbed his eyes.

"What, Laura?" he yawned.

"I can't rip my bandage off!" she whined, stomping her foot.

"Okay, hold still. On the count of three, I'll rip it off, okay?"

She nodded and clenched her fists.

"One..."

Rip. Alex pulled the bandage off as fast as he could.

"Ouch!" Laura cried, slapping Alex on the shoulder. "You didn't count ta three!"

"Yeah, well I like to take the waiting around part out of it."

Laura shook her head. "Oh! Didya hear 'bout the hairdressers?"

Alex nodded. "You told me last night."

"Right, I knew that!" she lied, peering at her cut in the mirror. "Doya think it'll heal?"

"Yeah. Should. Anyway, you go have a shower," he said, walking out of the bathroom.

"Thanks!" Alex heard her call before the door closed and the sound of running water filled his ears.

"Women..."

Alex shook his head and walked through the hallway to the kitchen. Wolf, Eagle and Jasmine were all sitting around, finishing off their cereal.

"Hey, Al!" Jasmine said, turning the page of her magazine.

Alex murmured a response and poured himself some Corn Flakes.

"What did Laura want?" Wolf asked, leaning over to grab some toast off Eagle's plate.

Alex looked up.

"I heard her calling earlier," Wolf said.

"Oh, she needed help getting her bandaid thingy off."

"She trusts you, you know," Wolf said as Eagle snatched the toast back.

Alex nodded. He knew Laura trusted him. He just didn't know how much.

"I remember having to get stitches out, when I was younger, and I wouldn't even trust the doctor. My best friend, Ashley, came but she couldn't convince me to get them out either," Eagle said, looking up at Alex. Wolf saw the chance and seized it. Now he had the toast.

"What ended up happening?" Jasmine asked.

"They knocked me out with gas after I punched the GP."

Nobody said anything. Alex sat down and finished his breakfast. By then, Laura was out of the shower. She skipped into the room, her wet hair flicking water all over the walls. She was wearing a pair of her new jeans and a clean white top.

"Shower's freeeeeeeeee!" she called, pouring herself some cereal and overflowing the bowl. "Oops."

Jasmine sighed and made breakfast for her. "Alex, get in the shower. You are going with Jackson and Jamie today."

Laura pouted. "But I wan'ed him to come with me."

Jasmine frowned. "You can't always get what you want, Laura." She turned to Alex who was washing up his bowl. "I told you not to do anything around here. Now, scat." She shooed him away with her hands.

Laura sat in the front seat of Wolf's Ute, next to Jasmine.

"Your car's still stuffed, aye?" she asked Jasmine.

Jasmine nodded. "Jamie was kind enough to lend me his car."

Laura laughed. "It aint as dusty as the ones back where I lived, but they're twice as slow."

Jasmine giggled as she pulled into the free parking spot. "You ready?"

Laura nodded and replied in a weak voice, "Ready!"

Sorry it is a very small chapter, but the rest of the chapter needs to be separate, I think. Remember dudes, a review for every 200 words (I accept anonymous reviews too). I'll even chuck in an extra 50 words for everybody who can answer this question:

What did you have for lunch yesterday?

Ooh! That's a hard one. My answer is: half a watermelon, three slices of bread, a few spoonfuls of vegemite, my friend's lunch (which was a pie!) and a glass of water. And yet, I can never put on weight. I guess it's 'cause I run around too much. Review!

RG

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