When writing my fanfiction, I have discovered that some chapters can be rather troubling for me to write. There are some that take me less than half an hour to write, while others could take me half a day because I don't know what to write. I found this chapter quite...difficult...to get motivated. I wrote this chapter long before posting the story onto and during it, I felt as though I would never get it done. Of course, right now, I have fifteen chapters now on my laptop and hopefully I'll still be counting.

I would like to ask a question and would like you readers to either PM me or leave your answer in the reviews. I am having trouble with love-life in this story and want happy endings for everyone, so I'll just ask this question for now; what do you think about a studentxteacher relationship in this story? Hopefully I'll have the answer I hope for, if not, I have an plan B =)

Anyway, enjoy the chapter. This isn't one of the best chapters I have wrote for the fanfic. I apologize if it's boring, but better ones will come out eventually.

Chapter Seven

When Lissa, Christian, Sydney and Jill were told what happened to Adrian he had already been taken to the hospital by the ambulance Rose called. Mason did come back with a school nurse who quickly done some first aid on Adrian before the paramedics arrived to take him away. Jill blamed herself straight away.

"I should had just waiting until we got back to the dorms." The group were in her bedroom trying to comfort her. Right now she was in tears and sobbing into Lissa's arms.

"It wasn't your fault Jill." Sydney patted her shoulder. "Just think about how much worse it could had been if you didn't come to find Dimitri and I. Adrian could had been in that storage cupboard up until the end of the school when the PE students put the equipment away."

Christian growled to himself. He hated being unable to be out in the sun for a long time. If he could had just man up and faced the sun he could had helped the others with looking for Adrian. Then he may had not got so seriously injured. He faced Dimitri who had just been sitting on Sydney's bed silently.

"You went to the hospital with him, how was he before you left?"

"He had to have stitches for the wound on his forehead. And quite a lot of bones are broken in his hand. It could take months for his hand to probably heal up, and may take a while longer for him to get used to using it again."

They all went quiet once again, remembering what he said to them when they first met. Besides you can't punish the hands of an artist by abusing them through fights. These hands are my tools, I can't risk damaging them. Mia had got the guys to break his hand so that he couldn't draw or paint. And if Adrian ever lost the ability to paint then who knows what he would do.

The room was quiet for a very long time. Until Jill screamed and the others all jumped when someone's mobile phone went off. It took everyone some time to realise that it was Mason's phone that was ringing. And it took Mason some time to register the information and answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Mase."

"It's Adrian!" During the party Mason gave Adrian's everyone's mobile phone numbers so that he could call them if he got lost in the school or needed some help with something. But Adrian didn't have a phone himself, yet. He took the numbers anyway and memorized every number, and obviously had a way to get in contact with them.

Right now he was standing in the hospital corridor outside his room, which had a payphone nearly. The nurses, who all fell for his adorable face and his cheeky personality gave him some spare change so he could call his friend. They all felt so sorry for him when they found out he was attacked at school.

"I just wanted to call you guys and say I'll be coming back to school some point tomorrow morning."

"So early?" The artist had a feeling that he was on loud speaker as it was Rose who spoke to him this time round.

"They've put my hand in a cast, and I have no signs of a concussion. I should be well enough to come back."

"We're so glad you're okay Adrian." Lissa sounded so relieved.

"Adrian, I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have left you!" Hearing Jill's sobbing voice made Adrian chuckle.

"Jill, don't sweat it. Those bastards threatened to take you if I didn't go with them. I didn't want you to get hurt." The sudden gasps heard just made Adrian grow angry at Jesse and Ralf. "You're like my little sis Jill, let me worry about you."

"Okay."

"I'm running out of time on here, so I'll see you guys in the morning."

"Bye Adrian!"

It was halfway through Maths when the door opened and Adrian walked in. The looks on everyone faces meant that they all knew what had happened the day before. Lissa ran to Adrian and hugged him tightly, relieved that he was back at school. It was only when he sat down next to Mason that the trio could see the damage he got from the attack.

The stitches on Adrian's forehead was covered by a huge plaster that wasn't allowed to be taken off for at least three days, to give the stitches time to heal. And the punch that Jesse caused left Adrian with a very dark coloured black left eye. But it was the blue hand cast that got everyone talking as they walked out of their lessons and towards the field.

When Jill saw Adrian she burst into tears once again and hugged him tightly. Even though it had only been a week they've known each other she's grown to love him like an older brother. After the group managed to calm her down they came up with a plan to make sure this never happened to Adrian. As he had at least one person from the group in every class they weren't to leave his side in between classes or on the way to the dorms until this thing with Mia was over.

"Look, guys, seriously. I'm fine. In fact-"

"You're not fine!" Rose stared at Adrian as if he had insulted her. "Everyone knows it was Ralf and Jesse who done this, even the school! But they've only been given detention and grounded! They should had been kicked out of this place!"

Speaking of which, Adrian spotted the two playing cricket with some boys on the field. Jesse laughed when he saw Adrian, and Ralf nudged him and winked at his friend while waving the bat a bit. Everyone apart from Adrian were so focused on Rose that no one saw Jesse bowl the ball at Ralf. And no one saw Ralf hit the ball. And no one saw the ball fly across the field directly towards Rose.

"Hey! Watch out!" It was only then when the group realised what had happened, and how close the ball was to hitting rose right in between the eyes.

Adrian stood up and dove in front of Rose, to grab the ball without any trouble with his left hand, then fell to the floor and perfectly rolled over to land on his feet. Everyone in the field saw what Ralf and Jesse had done. And saw how brilliantly Adrian caught the ball without any trouble. He stood up and chuckled to himself, throwing the ball in the air and catching it. He turned to face Jesse and Ralf who were standing there unable to believe what they saw. Less than twenty-four hours ago they knocked the guy unconscious and broke his right hand. Yet they just saw him catch the ball with his left hand, and probably the best catch they'll ever see.

"As I was about to tell you before you interrupted me." He winked at Rose who was sitting there stunned at what happened. "I'm actually left handed." The ball flew across the field and fell next to Jesse's side to roll away as he was still staring at Adrian unable to believe what had happened.

"Then…why did they break your right hand?" Adrian tucked his left hand in his pocket, grinning at his friends.

"I just happen to use my right hand when I write and draw more often than my left. I prefer to only use my left hand when I'm painting, not drawing. And no one has seen me paint yet." His grin turned into a sad smile. "When Mum was younger she loved to paint, but she was involved in an accident that left her unable to paint. When she did start painting again, it wasn't the same. So when I discovered my passion for art she started to teach me how to use both hands, so that if I broke one hand I could use the other."

"So you're actually left-handed?"

"Yep."

"You know that Jesse and Ralf might come for you again. And break your left hand too this time." Christian sounded slightly worried.

"I doubt they'll be able to get me. Besides, they don't know that I'm left handed. For all they know I'm just a good cricket player." He made a peace sign with his fingers while grinning at his friends.

Word went around about what happened that lunch with Adrian and the cricket ball. Many students came up to him, asking him where he learnt the skill to catch the ball, if he had played cricket before and even asked him to join the cricket club. No one mentioned being left or right handed, and even when Adrian walked into Mia later on that day she still seemed pretty smug of what she got Jesse and Ralf to do the day before.

It was just as Adrian said. No one knew that Adrian was left handed. He was given a computer to work on for his lessons as he came up with the lie that he couldn't write with his left hand. And whenever it came to Art Adrian just helped Jill with her drawing, often moving her hand to show her different ways to draw certain shapes or to shade different areas.

So far, so good everyone thought at the end of each day.