Dear Journal,
You will not believe the day I had. So, this morning we all went to Kelly's new cooking show. I dragged Cam there (I knew it would make Blake jealous). Anyway, it got all the guys there and then Blake and Cam got put under this spell that made the like me. I mean seriously, they were going crazy. So, long story short they decided to duke it out at the beach. I tried to break them up but I ended up getting totally worked over by this monster. And then…Blake protected me. And something about what he said and the way he did it made think that maybe…maybe it was more than the love potion. Anyway, the spell got broken and the other three showed up. They all decided I was in no condition to pilot a zord so off went Blake, Hunter, and cam. Meanwhile I'm on the ground with Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum. Don't ever tell them, but as much as I put up a fit, it was probably a good idea. The whole, staying grounded thing. I felt awful. I've never had a monster hit me that hard and I was in some serious pain.
Here's where things get interesting. You will not believe what happened next. The ding-bats dragged me to the hospital. The hospital! And guess who was the brains of the operation on that one? That's right, Mr. Blake Bradley himself. All five of them dragged me to the emergency room. I'm telling you, your knees buckle once, okay twice, it happened again on the way to my van, and they decide you're dying. Then Cam drove us to the hospital while they made me lie down in the back seat. Lie down. It's a good thing I had a headache or they would all be dead.
So we got to the emergency room where we waited for three hours. Three. It would have been longer but Dustin crashed a gurney into the reception desk so I think they sped tings up a little for us.
Blake insisted on going into the room with me. I think he was scared I would faint on the way. He practically carried me to the car afterward.
All that for a slight concussion and a few bruised ribs. I have to "rest" for a couple days and no surfing for two weeks. Two weeks! Thanks a lot boys. The only reason we're still friends is because they brought me fried chicken.
The truth of all this is, I do feel pretty beat up. And if Shane and Dusting hadn't caught me the first time and Blake the second, I probably would have fainted. And Blake held my hand the whole car ride. He looked really scared too. It was kind of nice to be cared about like that. It's good to know they're all there for me when I need it. Especially Blake.
Well, I really need to take a nap or they'll all freak out on me again. Bye for now!
Tori
So, I kind of took a couple of liberties with this chapter. It's kind of my favorite episode and I kind of wish it had been a bigger deal. So, obviously the whole last part, didn't really happen, but in my head it did. Hope you enjoy. Review!