A/N: Sorry for the long wait but school is already hectic (unfair) but it's my final year so I need to do well.
So I made a cover for this story and I hope you like it, enough of my babbling and on with the extra long chapter :D
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Usually I liked Fridays (chicken salad for lunch, that actually tastes good!) but not this Friday. I was paranoid that someone had heard me talking to Ryder about my problem.
I walked up to my locker. I attempted to lift up my right arm to open the locker.
Then I remembered last night.
Sugar had dropped me off home after the game, I had figured that it would be smarter than calling my father.
I thought wrong.
My father was so mad, he looked insane. So I'll save you the scary details, and just tell you about the worst of my injuries.
I'm pretty sure he dislocated my shoulder, I'm lucky he didn't break my arm, the hold he had on it meant that it could have gone either way.
I'm right-handed so it takes longer than usual trying to open my locker using my left hand.
I awkwardly get my books out of my locker, close the locker and turn, to get a massive fright.
"Hey Kitty!" called Sugar. I waved with my now free hand, then bend down to try to pick up my books.
"Here, let me help you" a familiar male voice offers.
"Ew Ryder, what are you doing here" Sugar scrunched up her face.
Ryder rolls his eyes "Helping a friend"
Sugar shakes her head "No, no, no, she's my friend, I'll be the one helping her thank-you very much."
Ryder stood up with the books then Sugar grabs them from him, then he takes them back and holds them above his head. Way, way out of my reach, and apparently Sugar's too.
"Give 'em here Ryder!"shouts Sugar.
"You'll have to reach them first." he taunts.
"Hey both of you stop it, your arguing like siblings do, why?"
They both look at me shocked, then look at each other, then back at me.
"Here's your books, I'd better be going." Ryder hands me my books then leaves.
I look back at Ryder who almost trips over Artie as he's truing to get away. It's obvious that there's something they're not telling me.
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Sugar and I walk off talking about some really cool shoes she saw in a magazine, when we come face to face with Coach Sylvester.
"Kitty, I'm going to be straight with you. I can't have a Bulimic girl on my squad."
My eyes widen in shock, Sugar and I exchange glances then look back t Coach Sylvester as she continues.
"So until you stop this nonsense, your off the team, I want your uniform on my desk in half and hour." Then she just walks off, like it was nothing, a regular occurence. It probably is since she doesn't have a heart, I feel sorry for her daughter.
Life isn't fair, but I'm sure I got dealt one of the worst hands. I hate being me, because nothing ever goes my way.
And honestly I'm beginning to question my faith. I'm supposedly devoted to God and what not but if he really cares about those who believe in him then why does he do this to me. I go to church every Sunday and the only thing I pray for is for my dad to stop hating me.
I suppose I should be happy that I have friends now, real ones. For me friends have a rare occurence, I can't have sleepovers, so what little girl would want to be friends with me.
It's depressing.
Sugar pats me on the back.
"I don't have anything to change into" I sigh and look at Sugar.
"Don't worry, I have a dress you can borrow." She smiles "It's in my locker, let's go get it."
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Sugar and I are in the bathroom, and I'm in the stall putting on Sugars dress.
"Ahhh, Sugar, where's the rest of the dress?" Not only was the dress extremely mini, but the entire back of it, besides the sting across the top, was non-existant.
"That's it" she answers as I walk out of the stall. "It's perfect on you!"
"It is so reveling" I state, "I don't like the fact that I show more skin in this than my Cheerios uniform!"
"Well do you want to trade?"
I take one look at the pants she is wearing and fully decide against it, shaking my head.
"Well then don't complain" she says os she begins re-applying her lipstick.
I pull my hair out of its high pony form, letting my natural loose curls fall. I pick up Sugar's hair brush and begin on my hair.
Sugar walks around me to put her lipstick back into her make-up bag. She pauses behind me.
"Kitty that is a massive bruise on your back." I stiffen.
"Is it really that bad" I whisper.
"Yeah, it kind of really noticable, how did you get it?"
"Cheerios, how else." The way Sugar nods as she continues to her make-up bag tells me that she doesn't believe me.
"I'll use make-up to cover it," she suggests and I nod.
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A little while later we leave the bathroom and go our separate ways down the hall, we have the same class but i needed to make a detour to Coach Sylvester's office.
I walk in, drop the uniform on the table, then walk out. I do not want to talk to her.
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I'm walking down the hall to class when I feel someone drape something over my shoulders.
"Thought you might need this, because in case you haven't noticed, the back of your dress is missing."
I turn to face Ryder, awkwardly pulling my arms into the sleeves of his Letterman jacket. "Thank-you" I say honestly.
He smiles at me, he has such a cute smile "No problem" he pauses, "What did you do to your shoulder, you're holding it really awkwardly, did you dislocate it in Cheerio's or something?"
I quickly nod thinking that it's the best excuse I have heard all day.
"Well then, we should go see Coach Beiste, she master at popping shoulders back in" he smiles again, still incredibly cute.
I nod completely unaware of the pain that would be to come.
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We get to the locker room's, which smell awful by the way, and Coach Beiste is nowhere to be found. The only person in the locker room is a very depressed looking Sam.
"Hey Sam do you happen to know where Coach Beiste is?" asked Ryder
"Teaching, why?"he answered glumly.
"Kitty dislocated her sh..."
Sam suddenly jumped up "I can totally fix it" he seemed to be back to his unusual, overly happy self.
Ryder looks at me questioningly, I cautiously nod, "If you break my arm Big Mouth I'll kill you." Sam looks satisfied with my answer and steps closer. I take off Ryder's jacket.
"Ahh, well that's some dress Kitty" states Sam
"Yeah I forgot to ask about that, what happened to your uniform?" questioned Ryder
"Sue kicked me off the squad, for the you know, my problem." Sam looks confused, but Ryder nods understanding what I'm talking about. "And so I now have to wear Sugar's dress"
"That's Sugars!" Ryder yells, making me and Sam jump, then I try to hear what he's mumbling to himself, but I can't quite make it out.
"So are we gonna do this or not?" asked Sam "Ryder give her your hand, and I'll count"
"Why do I need his hand?" not that I mind holding it, but I want answers. All I get is
"Don't count Sam, it's bad to know when it's coming". Sam nods, what are they like experts now or something, I don't get it.
"Why?" I screech. Ryder holds out his hand and I take it in my left, since Sam is going to fix my right, I hope.
"Because, it's gonna really ..."
I cut him off with a string of swear words a good Christian girl should never say, digging my perfectly manicured nails into Ryder's hand, causing him to make a small sound of pain then whisper
"Hurt"
I look up at him with one of my worst glares "No, shit, Sherlock!" I spit.
"Sorry about that" said Sam "But it had to be done" he shrugged. I let Ryder's hand free of my death grip, and turned on Sam.
"Why didn't you warn me, huh, that hurt like hell! And now your acting like it was no big deal, I'm still in extreme pain. I'm gonna kill you." I attempted to lunge for him, but was stopped by Ryder, you had somewhat recovered from the pain I'd put him in.
"Let's go now, thanks Sam" called Ryder as he dragged me from the locker room. I was hanging like dead weight and giving Sam the I'm watching you gesture.
Once we were out Ryder said it was time we went to class.
Ryder handed me back his football jacket and I quickly recovered myself with it. "Thanks again for the jacket"
"You never actually thanked me before" he smiled.
"Well I meant to." I looked around me then I hugged him and I smile when he hugs me back.
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A/N: That was chapter 6, so please review and tell me what you thought :D
And if you would like to see images of Sugar's outfits that the girls wore, then you can go to my page and click the link ( I did try putting it here, but that failed)
The last thing is I was wondering, if maybe you guys would like me to put up another version of this story, but from Ryder's P.O.V, my sister thinks it's a good idea but I'd like to hear what you guys think. Let me know if I should or not, if I get enough people saying I should then I will :D