Authors Note: I hope everyone has realized the italic writing is JD's thoughts... Not really happy with this chapter, hope everyone else is!

Disclaimer: I don't own Scrubs, characters, yada, yada, yada...

Don't Steal My Story!

1.3 My Boys Night

"Hey Vanilla!" Turk, Perry, Carla, and Elliot were all standing at the Nurse's Station.

"Hey Brown Bear..."

Carla elbowed Turk. "JD... Perry and I need another player for our Thursday night 3 on 3 basketball game at the "Y", you interested?"

Oh my, hold back the tears... Basketball? Me? Stay calm, play it cool...

"Um sure, I think I could work it into my schedule."

Perry rolled his eyes and walked away. Carla smiled.

It was then that I realized this was my opportunity to pull myself out of this, get myself back on track.

Singing to himself Boys night, higher Boys night!

--

When Turk and JD came into the gym together Perry let out a loud and obvious moan.

"I was hoping you would be home tossing your chocolate chips, oatmeals, peanut butters, oreos, which I am sure you only eat the center out of so you can keep your girlish figure..."

He knows me so well...

"I'm fine Perry, thanks for the concern. Now lets get to hooping!"

"Hooping?" Perry asked, regretting agreeing to this night.

"Ok..." Turk threw Perry the ball. "Our opponents are here!"

Ted, Doug, and the Todd all walked in.

"Oh for the love of God!" Dr. Cox put his hands over his face. "Ghandi, you couldn't just I don't know, thrown me in front of a bus?"

Turk laughed, "Let's play!"

The game turned into more of a 2 on 1. Turk and Perry against the Todd.

"I'm open!" JD said jumping up and down. "Over here!"

Perry looked and him and shook his head and passed the ball to Turk. Turk felt bad and threw it to JD who immediately had the ball knocked out of his hands by the Todd and JD yelled out in pain. He fell to the floor holding his wrist.

"What's the matter Ginger? Break a nail?" Perry asked as he stood over JD. JD rolled on the floor in pain and Perry extended a hand to help him up. "Let me see Newbie..."

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine." JD said walking over toward a bench on the other side of the gym. "You guys keep playing, I will be the umpire."

"The umpire?" Perry asked, trying not to break out into laughter as he looked over at Turk. "Ghandi, why don't you take your girlfriend home, tuck her into bed, get her a warm glass of milk and her teddy bear and have her sleep it off." He picked up his bag, "This was loads of fun, let's do it again, well, never..."

So much for pulling myself out of this.

--

"Bambi, are you sure Izzy isn't waking you up at night?" Carla asked when she came out of the bedroom to find JD in the same spot on the couch she had the other night.

He shook his head, "I just couldn't sleep..."

Carla stopped walking toward the kitchen and sat down next to JD on the couch, "What happened to your wrist?" she asked pointing to the ice pack he was holding on it.

"Oh it's nothing, just a little sore..."

Carla held out her hand, "Can I see?"

"Really Carla, it's nothing..."

"Oh come on Bambi, I'm not going to hurt you..."

JD put his hand in hers and she rolled up his sleeve to look.

"JD! Did you do this playing basketball?"

"Carla!" He pulled his hand back, "It looks much worse than it feels, please don't worry."

"Can you bend it?"

"Like Beckham baby!"

I have been saving that one forever, I knew someone would ask me that question some day! Oh Parminder Nagra how I love thee!

"Bambi! I am serious!"

"I can bend it Carla."

"Show me."

JD looked up at the clock, "4am already? I am on at 5! I gotta go take a shower! Catch ya in a few hours!"

Hour, shower... Shower, hour... Rhyming is fun!

--

"Newbie, great to see you didn't go into shock from your severe nail tear last night."

"Oh Pear..." JD smiled. "I saw a rainbow on my way to work this morning, it's going to be a great day and you or anyone else cannot bring me down."

"Ok sun, sun, Mrs. Golden sun, please shine down the hall and take care of some patients before well I lose MY patience."

"Catch ya later Pear!"

"Not if I can help it!"

--

JD did his best to avoid Carla all morning and even went to lunch early to try and make it the whole day.

"JD! Over here!" Turk yelled from the table he was sitting at with Carla, Elliot, Perry, and Jordan.

Are they psychic? How cool would that be? We could be on a talk show!

"What are you guys doing here so early?"

"Dr. Cox told us you asked to take an early lunch and things were slow so we figured we would keep you company."

Perry grinned at him from the other side of the table.

"Bambi, how is your wrist doing?" Carla asked, truly concerned.

FIRE TRUCK

"Turk, I have joke for you." JD said, trying anything to ignore Carla. "What starts with 'F' and ends with uck?"

"JD?" Elliot said, somewhat surprised.

"Fire Truck! Get it? You thought I was going to say something else didn't you. I know you did..."

"Ugh." Dr. Cox moaned.

JD stood up, "I just remembered, Mr. Martin needed his meds 10 minutes ago! Be back faster than you can say meca-leca-high-meca-hiney-ho!"

"Fire truck..." Jordan laughed to herself.

"Good God woman, you are not laughing at Newbie's stupid little joke!" Dr. Cox stared at her.

"So how did JD get hurt last night?" Carla asked.

"Get hurt?" Dr. Cox laughed. "Kendra got the ball knocked out of her hands and rolled on the floor like a man who got hit in the safe deposit box!"

"I think it's worse than he is letting on, it's all discolored and there is a large bump on the bone."

"Please Carla... He's fine..." Turk said between chewing.

"I think he needs an x-ray."

"Well Mrs. Ghandi, take him down yourself and have an x-ray done."

Carla nodded, "I will..."