The bell to the Brookland School rang at 3:30. Children ran out excited to get home, watch TV and stuff their mouths full of junk. A small blonde boy who came up to 5,2 could be seen walking with an equally small black haired boy, chatting excitedly. These two boys names were Alex Rider and Tom Harris and they had just completed the half term for year 7.
" Hey Al, can I come over to yours? Mum and dad are yelling at each other all day. Never give me a break." grumbled Tom.
" Sure, mate!"
Both boys stepped on the road making sure no car was there. Halfway across the road, a car made a sharp turn and sped towards the boys. Completely ignoring them, the man ran them over and continued speeding across the road. Kids ran to the teachers who called 911 asking for an ambulance. Within minutes sirens could be heard as the police cars and ambulances sped towards the immobile boys.
The paramedics were met with a gruesome sight. There was blood everywhere and laying in it were two broken bodies. Most of the bones were at weird angles, clearly broken, and bruises covered every inch of skin. Putting the boys on stretchers the ambulances drove of for the hospital, sirens blaring it's urgency. By then the police had started questioning kids about the what the car looked like.
Ian and Jack were sitting on the sofa watching Lion King when the doorbell rang. It was 3:40. Ian got up to answer as Jack paused the movie.
"Is this the house of Mr Ian Rider?" Asked The policeman.
Why's the police here? Alex better not have been arrested.
"Yes that's me. What happened ?"
" Can we come in? "
In the living room, once everyone was seated , the police began to talk.
" We're sorry but an Alex Rider and Tom Harris were ran over by a car outside of Brookland . They've been taken to St James Hospital. "
Ian and Jack rushed into the hospital. Jack was sobbing quietly and Ian was white as a sheet. They walked over to the receptionist and asked to see him.
" You'll have to wait here. He is still in the surgery room as well as the other boy. "
One long and tiring your later they were finally allowed to see him. The doctor said he would be asleep and would wake up tomorrow because of the amount of painkillers in his body.
" When he wakes up we have to check to see if he has brain damage. He hit his head pretty hard. " Informed Dr Smith.
Alex lay one the bed , looking smaller than usual in the white sheets. There were many tubes going into his body. His blonde hair was spread out on the pillow like a golden halo.
"Oh , Alex." Whispered Ian. He was to young for this. Alex would be heartbroken if he was crippled in any way. Sitting on the uncomfortable plastic chair , he waited for tomorrow to come.
Alex opened his eyes slowly.
Where am I? Looking around he saw the whitewashed walls and beeping machines around the room.
A hospital. How'd I get here...
"Al? Are you ok? Does it hurt anywhere? " asked Jack gently.
" Um.. no not really. Why? What happened? "
" Alex , you and Tom were ran over yesterday outside of Brooklands. " explained Ian.
" Is Tom ok? He is right? " demanded Alex.
It just like Alex to worry about someone else when he's lying in hospital. " Tom is fine. He woke up an hour ago. His mom and dad are with him. Poor kid. Those two should get a divorce. " chuckled Ian.
" Can I go see him and then go home? I want to play the Assassin's Creed and watch the movie for that too!. " Alex chartered excitedly.
" Slow down! If the doctor says you're fine then sure you can go. That reminds me, the doctor needs to do scans on you. " told Jack.
On cue Dr Smith entered.
"Hello Alex! If you don't mind I need to scan your head. You hit pretty hard! Just come over here please. "
Scanning it quickly the doctor was it was mostly fine.
"Good good. Just a minor concussion. It will go away in a couple of days so long as you be careful." (I don't know if this is true)
" Can I go home now? "
" In a hurry are we? You have to stay here for a couple of days just in case. You were in a bad shape yesterday. " laughed Smith.
"Oh man..."
" What day will be leave ? Can he leave by Thursday? "Asked Jack.
" yes , I'm sure that will be fine. "
"What's so important about being back by Thursday?" Questioned Alex.
" February second mean anything to you? " grinned Ian.
" Ummm... Is it your birthday? "
" No silly! It's your! "
"Oh don't laugh!" Pouted