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CraftyNotepad: Thanks for reviewing! And thank you for correcting me! As much as I correct my friends when they misspell something, I don't even realize that I didn't even use the right word! It is supposed to be Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, so thank you for pointing that out. As for the seizure that Leilani had; she has Epilepsy. That's a neurological disease that triggers seizures. I have it, as well as OCD and my twin does as well. I'm going to get into the other characters, but since this is a Savannah/Marti (even though it's categorized Savannah/Dan) they're going to have the most parts.
"Marti," Savannah said, shaking Marti lightly. "Marti, wake up."
"Hm?" Marti mumbled.
"We have to get Alice to the hospital."
"What's going on?"
"I don't know. She's shaking, she's sweating, she got sick four times in five minutes."
"Is she diabetic?" Marti asked, getting up from her bed.
"I don't know. Why?"
"Well, it explains the shaking and sweating. I'll get my shoes on and I'll be ready. Do you need help getting her to the car?"
"No, I'll do that. Just hurry, and get Lewis. Maybe he can help calm her down or something."
"Calm her down? Oh my god, what happened, who slapped you?" Marti said, turning Savannah's head to look at the hand print on her cheek.
"Alice. She's lucky there's something wrong with her, or I would have gone crazy Christian white girl on her ass."
"...You're already a crazy Christian white girl, Savannah; we're all used to it."
"Get your shoes on and hurry up."
"She's what!" Savannah snapped.
Lewis had just finished telling Marti and Savannah about Alice being on drugs. He should have told Savannah sooner, but he didn't think that it was going to get this bad. He felt sorry for Alice, but he wasn't going to let her ruin his career and scholarship.
"I'll kill her," Savannah said, standing up.
"Don't be so dramatic," Marti said.
"Marti, she's putting our scholarships on the line!"
"She's putting her scholarship on the line."
"If the school finds out she's doing drugs and we're aware of it, we all lose our scholarships."
"Then, do something about it."
"I'm going to. What room is she in?"
"Thirteen," Lewis said. "She's pretty upset."
"She should be," Savannah said, starting down the hall. She was livid. She was pissed. She was about ready to shoot Alice straight through the chest. As she walked into the room Alice was in, she calmed herself down. "...Alice?"
Alice looked over to Savannah. "...Hi."
"Hi."
"Why are you here? Not that I don't appreciate it..."
"I brought you here."
"Oh... Thanks."
"No problem..." Savannah sat down in the chair by Alice's bed, and she stayed silent for a few seconds. "...Alice, we have to talk about this. I can't have one of my team members screwing up her life."
"I'm not screwing up my life."
"Oh, yeah? Drugs, Alice. They pumped drugs out of your stomach."
"Yeah, I'm aware."
"As captain of the Hellcats, I have to take action."
"You wouldn't even be the captain if Vanessa hadn't given you special treatment."
"She gave me a fair chance. I underwent surgery for health reasons, Alice; I had to recuperate."
"Whatever."
Savannah sighed and she crossed her arms. "You're off the team, Alice. End of story," she said, standing up.
"What! You can't do that! Not without Vanessa!"
"Once she hears about this, she's going to tell you the same thing. Stop trying to make everybody feel sorry for yourself. You know you're only in this situation because you put yourself here. It's your own fault."
"You're such a bitch, Savannah."
"It's nice to know that you can tell one of your own kind," Savannah said, walking out of the room.
Savannah let out a small breath, walking into Dan's apartment, and she smiled, hearing Leilani's laugh. She walked to the kitchen, where it sounded like it was coming from, and she stopped, widening her eyes as she saw Dan and Leilani covered in chocolate syrup.
"...What on earth is going on in here?" she asked.
"Aw, we're just having fun, Mom," Dan said.
"Fun by getting sticky and messy?"
"That is the only way to have real fun."
"Dan, we went over ground rules for her; no sweets. She's already a hyper kid."
"Well, no offense, but you weren't even here, and she's not eating it, we had a chocolate fight."
"She's still a mess, and it's in her hair. Do you have any clue how hard it is to get sticky crap out of her hair?"
"...No."
"You're about to find out."
"What?"
"You're gonna give her a bath, and then you're gonna clean up the kitchen, because I'm not doing it for you."
"Hey, listen now; I don't tell you what to do at your place, you don't tell me what to do at mine."
"Dan, your kitchen is a mess. If I remember correctly, your mother is coming to visit today, and she's a neat freak. Would you want her seeing this and having a heart attack, thinking her son can't take on the responsibilities that come with living on his own?"
"...No."
"Good. Get her in the bath tub, I'll get her some clothes."
"How do I know if the water is too hot?"
"Let her feel it before you fill up the tub."
The doorbell rang, and Savannah stopped Dan from passing her. "I'll get it, you get her in the bath."
"You don't even know who it is," Dan said.
"Well, I guess I'll find out when I open the door, now won't I?"
"...Yeah, I guess."
"I know how to answer a door. Get the chocolate covered monster in the tub."
Savannah walked to the door as Dan walked down the hall, and she opened it, smiling a little. "Hi, may I help you?" she asked, politely.
"...This is my son's house. May I help you?"
Savannah's smile dropped and she raised an eyebrow. It was kind of obvious that she was Dan's mother. She looked just like him. Blonde hair, blue eyes. She's was beautiful, in a middle-aged sort of way. "Oh... Come in, Ma'am," she said, stepping aside.
"Ma'am? Just how old do you think I am?" the woman asked, walking inside.
"It's a sign of respect..."
"It's insulting."
Savannah sighed and she walked past Dan's mother, straight to the kitchen. "Would you like something to drink? Dan's a little busy right now."
"What is he doing?"
"Giving the baby a bath."
Savannah watched the woman's eyes grow larger, and she bit her lip, grabbing a sponge from the sink.
"The baby? What baby?"
"My daughter."
"And who might you be?"
"Savannah."
"Well, Savannah. If it's your child, shouldn't you be the one to be bathing her?"
"Yes, but don't you think it should be Dan, since he's the one that got her covered in chocolate? I gave him the easier job of getting her cleaned up, rather than cleaning this disaster area of a kitchen. We both know Dan's not a good surface cleaner."
"I don't think it's any of your business of how my son cleans."
"It is when my child is living here," Savannah said, wiping down the counter. "We already agreed that he'd be a little more concerned about sanitation with a baby living here. He's still working on it."
"Well, it seems like you're the one making all the rules while my son just abides by them."
"We talked about it together, Ma'am. I assure you, he's in complete synch with my thoughts."
"Stop calling me Ma'am."
"Well, if I knew your name, I wouldn't be calling you Ma'am."
"Sylvia."
"Well, Sylvia; Dan and I have no disagreements as of yet. You don't have to worry about me making him do something he doesn't want to do."
"Lani! Don't run, you'll fall!" Dan said.
"Oh my gosh..."
"Mommy!" Leilani said, running into the kitchen.
Savannah's eyes widened, and she picked up the naked toddler, looking at Dan as he ran into the room. "Dan, part of getting her a bath is getting her changed..."
"Yeah, I got that. She ran off when I was draining the tub," Dan said.
"Leilani Charlotte, you know better."
"No baf," Leilani said.
"You were filthy, you needed one."
"Why is this child not with her father?" Sylvia asked.
"Because I don't trust her father. She lives here, I told you that."
"Why isn't she living with you?"
"Because she can't; I live in a dorm."
"Mom, cool it. It was my idea to keep her with me," Dan said.
"Why would you make such a stupid decision without consulting me first?" Sylvia asked.
"Mom, I'm an adult; I don't need your permission to have someone move in with me."
"You do when I'm going to be the one having to babysit because you have to work."
"Nuh uh, when he's working, I keep her. I'm not just dumping her on him; she's with me more than she's with Dan to begin with. I take care of my child," Savannah said.
"Could have fooled me."
"Mom, you need to go," Dan said. "If you're just going to insult my girlfriend, then you aren't welcome here. Go home."
"You can't just make me leave. I'm your mother, I'm more important."
"Mom, you are very important to me, but right now I have to defend Savannah, and you're just being an out right bitch to her, so leave."
"No true girlfriend dumps their child on you like she does."
"Lady, I've got a mean right hook; do not get on my bad side," Savannah said.
"She seriously does, she knocked a girl out a few weeks ago," Dan said. "Go home, Mom; I'll call you later."
"Fine. Don't expect me to be coming back," Sylvia said as she started for the door.
Savannah's eyes widened and she looked at Dan. "Dan, I don't want you to lose your mother just because of me, I-"
"Van. She's not really staying away. She'll be back," Dan said.
"But, she just said-"
"She's Jewish. She's overdramatic."
"Oh... Well. That explains it."
EDIT: I just finished watching Hellcats, and come to find out, Dan's mother actually died two years ago... But let's just pretend that she's still alive. Kay? Kay.