WOAH! 3 chapters in one night.

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CHAPTER THREE:

Just one more step...

Sarah took that step and I took and I ran for the gate, but in order to win, both partners have to make it to base.

Me being small and fast, and Landon taking ginormous leaps towards me, we reached the gate at the same time.

I was basically thrown over the gate mid-step and I heard him land next to me.

I took off running, my feet pounding the ground, and I tripped forward as I hit the concrete square that was base.

My foot went first, coming out from under me, then my knee hit the pavement and I threw my hands in front of me to catch my fall.

Just getting up, I was breathing heavily as Landon came in next to me. "We won," he saw me. "Charlotte, come on inside, we'll take care of that."

I looked down and saw my knee, red blood soaking through my jeans. My hands were just as bad, with the skin of my palms torn up.

This only happens to me.

I was frozen in place by the sight of all the blood on my leg, and Landon tried to lead me into his house and I wouldn't budge.

He sighed and leaned down, literally sweeping me off my feet and catching my back, carrying me bridal style. We reached the house and he set me on the couch in his room.

"Um... let me grab a pair of Sarah's shorts for you to wear."

I nodded and he went to get them. I looked around, seeing his room for the first time. He had books everywhere and dirty clothes piled in the corners.

He got back and placed the basketball shorts next to me. "I'll let you change, yell when you're done and we'll fix you up."

I snapped out of it and, without looking at my knee, or ruined jeans pulled them off, and put the basketball shorts on. "Landon," I called hoarsely. He came immediately.

He had gauze with him and what looked like a bottle of antiseptic.

"Think about something else... I'll be done before you know it."

I gulped and stared at the ceiling. My injuries were impossible not to think about as the stinging began, but I clenched my jaw and stared holes into his ceiling. As he moved on to my hands, I could tell he was trying to be gentle, but it was still painful.

"Char," he said, getting my attention. "I'm done, but lets just hang out up here, I'm forbidding you to play flashlight tag."

"Of course, doctor."

He sat down next to me and picked up a remote from the ground.

Oh I was a sucker for Harry Potter, he had me.

About half-way through the movie, I shivered. Stupid warm blood. "I think I dropped your jacket outside, I'm sorry," I apologized.

"You're always cold, aren't you."

"Maybe you're just always warm."

"Maybe." he put his arm around me and I snuggled into him, tucking my knees up under me. Okay, Call me a wuss, but the creepy lake in the sixth movie scares the living daylights out of me, even at fifteen, but maybe I exaggerated the scariness just a little bit, and wound up curled up under his arm, my head resting on a pillow in his lap as he played with my hair.

"Thanks... for everything, Landon," I mumbled as I fell asleep. What can I say? He was warm and I was so tired.

"Always, Char."

and there you have it, i might add onr more chapter if i can just get one review. if anyone wants me to finish it, i will.

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