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Max POV

Today was the first day I was allowed to go back to school. It was February 20th. Fang told me him and Sam haven't told anybody what had happen. They won't untill I tell them to. I was in Fang's car with him pulling up to the front of the school."You wan't me to help you Max?" Fang asked. I nodded. He came over to my side of the car and opened the door. He pulled out my crutches and placed the in front of me. He gave me his hand and helped me get out. He gently closed the door behind me. I (hobbled?) up to the doors. A girl opened the door for me. I smiled at her. She smiled back. I crutched down the hall to my locker and opened it. I felt a tap on my shoulder."Hey, Sam." I said."If you need anything just ask." He said. I nodded. Good to know people are looking out for me.

I started to crutch down the hall when I ran into some girls. There were 4 of them. 3 were taller than me, one was about my hight. The tallest and oldest looking talked first."Your Max right?" I nodded. She narrowed her eyes."Your not going to be able to attend the gymnastic meet untill you are off... those." She pointed to the crutches as if she had a bad remembrance of them."And, you have to at least an ankle brace to participate. By the way, I'm Stepha. This is Mary, June, and Ainsley. I'm the team captain." She glared at me again, turned around, and strunted down the hall followed by two of the three others. Ainsley came over. I noticed she was actually about an inch taller than me. Weren't gymnasts were supposed to be short? I had a chance to study her. She didn't look like was transformed into one of them. She actually looked pretty. She had curly blond hair that framed her face perfectly. She had the perfect features. Her nose ended in a small point. She had thin eyebrows and beautiful baby blue eyes. She was thin and wearing a thick strap tank-top with a spaghetti strap tank-top underneath. She had a mini skirt on and neon pink high-top converse. All of this was blended together by her tan skin."Hope you feel better." She said."After school Monday, come by the gym. I want to see you practice."

FEBRUARY 22

Great(sarcasm). I'm not allowed to go to the gymnastics meet. This sucks. Luckily, I get to be off these crutches in a week. I was lying on the couch, face-up. My foot was on a stack of pillows. It hurt, my foot. I didn't want to say anything but it REALLY hurt. A boy walked in."Fa-? Oh, hi Gazzy." He climbed up onto the couch with me."Do you want me to move so you can play video games or something?" He shook his head."I came here to be with you, Max." I smiled."That's really sweet Gazzy. Really, whats the catch?" He looked up with his big blue eyes."Mommy said if me and Angel be really nice to you, we get a cookie!" I laughed and ruffled his hair."I knew that you would never do this for real." He giggled and ran off. I decided to get up and walk(more like hobble) around."Hey Max, you think you can go get the mail for me?" Mom. Even though I'm injured, she still has expectations for me. Ugh. I opened the door. I crutched down the drive way and to the mail box."Hey, Max." I grinned on the inside."Fang." I turned around."You wanna come over for a bit?" I nodded."I'm crippled. I have nothing better to do." He chuckled. He led me inside his house and up to his room. I hoped onto his bed and he put a fluffy pillow under my foot. He layed next to me on the bed."Wad'ya want to do?" Said Fang. I thought about it for a second. "I've always wanted to paint a big picture of everything in the neighborhood. Mom never let me do anything like that because she thought it was to "messy"."Fang nodded. He jumped off the bed and ran downstairs. A second later, he came back with a long piece of paper. He set it down on the floor. He pulled out paints and paint brushes. I got off the bed and hoped on one foot over to the paper. I gently layed my self down, feet extended behind me. Fang turned on the radio and layed next to me. We each took a paint brush."Ok, Fang, you take the north side of the neighborhood, I take the south neighborhood." I said. He nodded. We started painting.

I looked up. Kind of hard to see, really, when your on crutches and your hairs blowing in your face. See, after we had finished painting(the painting took about 5 hours) we decided to tie it between the two flag polls in are backyards. The polls sticked above the house a bit, so everybody could see it.

SUNDAY

I just got off my crutches. I get to wear a boot now for 2 weeks. I was sitting on the ER bed. The doctor measured my foot with special measuring tape. He chuckled."You have a small leg, even with swelling." He laughed. Doctor humor. Not funny at all."A small would fit you." He muttered. He walked out of the room. He then came back with a sock type-thingy."Before we put it on, we have to take some X-rays." He pulled out a wheelchair from outside the door. I hopped on my foot over to the chair. He wheeled me down to a room farther down the hall. If you didn't guess, Fang brought me. My mom couldn't make it because she had a client that needed to be seen right away. I still have feelings for both Fang and Sam. Whoa! Were did that come from?

It turned out that I actually still have 1 fully broken bone and the others are healing. Just to put more cushion on the foot, The doctor's gonna put three sock things on it. He slid on the last sock carefully. Then he opened the boot for me and I put my foot in. He sealed it up."Ok Ms. Martinez, your good to go." He said. I stood up and pain shot up my leg. I would've fallen if Fang hadn't caught me. As he led me back to his car, he kept his arm around me.

I layed awake thinking. Thinking about Sam and Fang. As I got dragged into sleep, I thought one last thought. I want to be with...

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