Chapter 4: The Check Up

I awoke to the sound of my phone beeping. Who could be sending me a text message at this time in the morning? I looked over at my clock and saw that it was 10:30 am and learnt that I had slept in on the public holiday we had off from school. The text message was from Dr. Cullen.

Troy,

It's Carlisle; I would like you to come to my place today so I can check up on your shoulder. It seems as if the sling I gave you for treatment isn't going as well as I would like it to.

Thanks for understanding.

Placing my phone back down on the bed side table after sending back my reply, I was going to the Cullen house today. My nerves kicked in as I got up and went to the bathroom. Getting changed and having a shower with one arm was something that I'm used to. This isn't the first time I had dislocated my shoulder, I got the feeling that this wouldn't be the last time either.

I had breakfast and left the house, ignoring my mother's note as I went outside and unlocked my car. At least my car won't look out of place at the Cullen's house. They seemed to have fancy cars and extremely expensive cars. I guess having a father who's a doctor pays off. I drove in silence following the roads towards the Cullen's house; it was hidden outside of town, at least half an hour's drive away from my place. I drove into their driveway and looked at their house. It was massive and looked as if an architectural designer designed the house.

Carlisle stood out in front of the house as I got out of my car and walked up to him. He smiled at me and led me inside the house. This house definitely had to be the work of an architectural designer. The house looked amazing on the inside and the outside as Carlisle led me up the stairs and towards his office. He signaled for me to sit at the chair on the opposite side of his desk while he went to one of his many cabinets and pulled out some medical equipment. I saw his son Edward sitting in the room too with Bella.

"How are you feeling Troy?" Carlisle asked.

"I'm good." I said. "You?"

"I'm good thanks." Carlisle said. "I'm sorry about calling you on short notice. But I realized that I gave you the wrong sling to help your shoulder."

"That's fine." I said. "I had plans for later on today so luckily you texted me early this morning."

Carlisle nodded as he removed my old sling and replaced it with a new one. I sat in the chair patiently and once Carlisle was finished I walked downstairs with him and walked past the lounge area. I looked into the room and saw Alice with the blond guy and two other people who I have never meet before. The male was buff and had short black hair while the girl he was with looked at me and had blond hair. She looked as if she wanted to kill me but I ignored her, she's just plain weird. Alice got up and walked over to me, her boyfriend followed.

"Hi Troy." Alice said. "How's the project for graphics going?"

"Good." I said. "I have already finished it."

"That's good." She said. "This is Jasper."

"Hello." Jasper said, he sounded like a Texan.

"Nice to meet you." I said turning to Carlisle. "I'm sorry to cut this short but I have to be somewhere in a couple of minutes."

"That's fine Troy." Carlisle said. "Text me if you have any problems with your shoulder."

"I will thanks." I said walking towards the door.

"See you in graphics tomorrow Troy." Alice called.

"See you then." I called back as I walked out the door and started the engine of my car.

I drove in silence, the Cullen's are weird. The way Rosalie reacted yesterday and now the family seems to be watching me and trying to become my friend. It was all so weird. I tried not to speed away in case I offend them and went towards the local skate competition that my friends were skating in. The more I thought about it, the more it dawned on me that Riley dislocated my shoulder on purpose as I was meant to compete today. The pro skaters were in town and I have missed my opportunity to skate in front of them. Skating is such a cruel sport when you have a friend who's an idiot. I pulled into the car park at the skate competition and went inside.

"Troy!" Riley called. "I didn't expect you to come today."

"I told you I was coming." I said. "I'm not competing but I'm still allowed to watch."

"Of course." Riley said before running off to stand with the other competitors.

The competition started and I watched with jealousy as my friends were skating. All expect one. Sam sat next to me and watched he knew that I was annoyed with Riley and kept on talking to me about plans to sabotage his round. But for some reason I couldn't, I didn't want to be the villain and believed that karma with come back and get him.

"Is Troy Mastin in the building?" The event organizer asked.

"Yes." I called standing up. "I'm not competing because my shoulder was dislocated by Riley."

"Ah that sucks." The guy called. "The people who didn't make it through this round are Riley, Tristan and Shane."

Riley walked over looking angry with me. I smiled at him and walked towards my car as the next round started. Riley pushed me against my car.

"What the hell do you think you were doing saying that I dislocated your shoulder?" He demanded.

"Have you ever heard of the phrase karma is a bitch?" I asked.

"Yes I have." He admitted. "But I thought you were my friend."

"Friends don't dislocate and injure each other." I explained.

"Good point, let's put this behind us." Riley said. "See you at school tomorrow."

"Of course, see you then." I said climbing into my car.

I drove home and noticed that it was 4:00pm and there was another car outside my house. An expensive car too. I parked my car and went inside to see my mother and a beautiful woman talking to each other. She had caramel hair and a heart shaped face. This had to be another Cullen.

"Troy." My mother said. "This is Esme Cullen."

"I have heard many things about you Troy from my children and husband." Esme said smiling at me.

"Hope that what you have heard is good." I said.

"They are." Esme said. "Well I should be going."

"Of course." My mother said. "See you tomorrow at work."

"That you will." Esme said. "It was nice meeting you Troy."

"It was nice meeting you too." I said.

My mother made me an early dinner before going off to bed. I did the same thing and went to my room. However I finished my design for graphics. Ok, I may have lied about completing it but I'm just too lazy in the mornings that I have off from school. The house looked great and I could see that I didn't have to add any more details to it as I had a shower and climbed in bed. I couldn't help but think about and wonder if Rosalie would be at school tomorrow. If she is I hope she is ready to answer my questions about her behavior and the blond haired girl who looked like she wanted to kill me. School has now became interesting.