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/EDIT: Something went wrong when I uploaded this chapter yesterday; for some reason chapter 9 had dissapeared. I had to reupload it. I'm sorry for the inconvenience.

I was poking my food with my fork absentmindedly.
This morning had been a disaster.
Firstly, I had shown up at school in a wheelchair. I couldn't write properly, so my friends had to make their notes twice.
Second, I had been answering like a million questions about my accident all morning.
Third, Everywhere I looked people where whispering and pointing.
I hated being in a small school. News spread quickly.
...Not that two months weren't very long of course.
Also, Ruby and Sapphire seemed to still be angry with each other. It seemed to be Sapphire mostly, though.
When I asked Yellow why she hadn't talked to Sapphire yet, she answered me that she had wanted to wait for me first.

I looked around the table. Everyone was talking to each other, except for Ruby and Sapphire -they were each sitting on another end of the table- and Green. He was staring at the opposite wall absentmindedly.
He didn't look very well.
''Green?''
He didn't respond.
''Green?'' I asked once again.
''Hn?''
''Are you sick?'' I asked him, putting my hand on his cheek.
He flinched and snapped, ''Don't touch me!''
I pulled back my hand quickly, muttering, ''...Sorry.''
Then I noticed everyone on the table was looking in our direction.
I looked down at my plate.
Why did Green shout at me like that? The last time he did that must have been about three years ago.
And back then I was teasing him, so I knew he was going to be annoyed. This time I had meant well.
When the bell rang, I silently grabbed my bag and walked to the canteen door, with Yellow next to me.
The rest left, too. Everyone except for Red and Green.
Red was talking to Green frantically.

Many weeks passed. The days became colder and colder until one morning it started snowing, and it didn't stop until the whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow. Cycling to school became hard, so my dad had to drive me to school.
Ruby and Sapphire still didn't talk to each other. Actually, their relationship seemed to become worse every day.
Not that they were fighting much... It was way worse. They didn't talk to each other at all.
They ignored the other completely.
Green and Platina still hadn't broken up. Platina decided that I wasn't a danger to them anyway, and she didn't mind him and me hanging out. I was becoming very close with her two best friends, Diamond and Pearl. They were fun to be with, and since my own best friend was with Platina all the time, Red and Yellow were busy with some kind of science project they had to work on every single afternoon, Ruby and Sapphire weren't the most cheerful persons at the moment and the fact that Emerald hated everyone's guts, including mine, I found myself hanging around Diamond and Pearl most of the time. One time, Diamond, Pearl and me were watching Malcolm in the Middle, a comedy series I hadn't bothered to watch before. It was funny, though. Hilarious, actually.
I was sitting in one of the big fatboys that were spread all over Pearl's room. I liked his room. It was cosy, but not in a creepy are-you-really-a-guy way. There was orange and green everywhere. A strange combination if you ask me, but it was funny in a way. ''Ah, this is so good! What is it?'' I asked the two guys that were each sitting on one side of me while picking something that looked like a ball of dough with iced sugar on top out of a glass bowl and sticking it into my mouth.
''You like 'em, huh?'' Diamond asked me with a sheepish smile on his face. ''I make them myself. They're Dutch doughnuts.''
''What?''
''They're like...'' Diamond started, tapping his chin.
''...Fwittews.'' Pearl finished after a few seconds, with his mouth full of the delicious snacks.
''Yes, fritters! Thanks, bro.''
I directed my attention to the television screen again.
When I looked at the black haired and the blond boy, I noticed they were frantically making notes after every funny moment on the television.
''What're you guys doing?'' I asked them, turning my head from Pearl to Diamond, not sure who would answer.
It was Pearl. ''We are making notes.'' He replied in an isn't-it-obvious tone.
''Yeah, but why?'' I asked them, this time in an annoyed tone. I wasn't that curious, really. I just hated when people refused to tell me anything that meant a big deal to them.
I tried to snatch the notebook away from the blond, but he held it out of my reach just in time to protect it from my grasp.
When I looked away to see if Diamond would tell me what they were doing, the raven haired boy slammed my face with his notebook.
''Ouch! What was that for?'' I asked him. My voice sounded muffled because I was cupping my mouth and nose with my hands.
''You're not supposed to see what we're doing yet.'' He replied, again with that goofy smile.
''...So you decided you'd give me some brain damage?'' I asked him, still cupping my face with my hands, but now glaring at the boy furiously, too.
''Yeah... That wasn't entirely the plan. I was planning on just giving you a tap with my notebook, but then you turned your face in my direction-''
''I'm going to destroy you.'' I sang, now removing one of my hands from my face and using it to pull Diamond's cheek quite hard.
After a few minutes of ignoring Diamond's pleas (''Let go of my face! You're hurting me!'' ''This way I won't be able to eat anymore! NOOO!'') I decided to look at the blond boy on my left again. I noticed he wasn't making notes from the screen anymore, but was now looking at me and Diamond now and then, scribbling down words in a small handwriting while muttering things like: ''...way better than television...'' and ''...wait 'till the judge sees this...''.
Ok, so now I was curious. They kept telling me that I'd find out soon enough though, and refused to tell me any more.

When I came home that day more quickly than normal -ever since I got home from the hospital my parents insisted I'd take the bus- my mom greeted me with a hug and shoved a package in my hands.
''Hello Blue!'' She said with her usual sheepish smile, ''Would you mind bringing your father that? It just arrived for him, and he asked me if he could have it as soon as possible, but Silver didn't feel like bringing it to him...'' She pouted and looked into the direction of our living room.
''Stop pouting, woman!'' I heard the voice of a boy that had just hit puberty.
''Why are you so mean to me, Silver?! I'm your mother, I'm superior to you!''
''Who told you that?''
''Everyone says so on tv!''
''No tv for you anymore, then.''
All I could do was smirk. My mother and Silver were absolutely hopeless.
''It's ok, mom. I'll bring it to him.'' I didn't find it much of a problem. Ever since I got out of the hospital and could walk again, I just loved to walk.

My father was a children's doctor and worked at the local children's hospital. When I arrived at the hospital, the clouds were all pink, with a golden line underneath. Even though the sun was setting, the town was full of life. Everywhere I looked, were people doing some late Christmas shopping or talking to friends, wishing them happy holidays. The air was freezing and the cold breeze felt painful on my skin, but I didn't even notice. There was so much to look at. Every house was lit up by thousands of tiny light bulbs and shone as brightly as the stars, and it was funny to look at the people passing by, their hair was white from all the small snowflakes, and they were often carrying turkeys that were bigger than themselves and enormous bags with presents.
As I stepped through the glass door of the hospital I was greeted by a pink haired woman that was sitting behind a desk.
Her nameplate said 'Nurse Joyce'. The room I had entered looked a lot like the hospital rooms I had spent about two months in. The only difference was the fact that this was obviously a waiting room and the big Christmas tree that contrasted against the white walls.
''Welcome, Blue! Shall I tell your father you are here?'' She smiled.
''...Um, yeah. Sure.'' I answered her, startled by the fact that she knew my name.
She picked up the phone, ''Hello, Will! Your daughter has arrived here.'' She looked at the small package in my arms and then continued, ''Yes, she is carrying a package.'' She paused for a while, ''Ok, I'll tell her that.''
She placed the phone in the standard again, and then looked up. ''He is coming as soon as possible. Would you mind waiting here?''
I shook my head and sat down on one of the small but comfy couches. I spent about ten minutes reading uninteresting magazines and drinking water from the water machine that was placed next to my seat, when I noticed that someone had come in. The person was wearing a long, red jacket, a white scarf, white over-the-knee socks and pink boots.
'Platina.'
I wondered what she was doing here. Was someone she knew hospitalized?
''Why, hello miss Berlitz!'' Nurse Joyce chirped, ''The children are waiting for you!''
Platina nodded and walked towards the hallways.
Ok, this was the second time today I was curious.
It didn't look like my father was coming any time soon, so I decided I'd look where Platina was going.
''...I...Um... Have to go to the toilet.'' I called over to the rosette behind the desk.
''But of course! Do you know where it is?'' She asked me.
''Yes.'' I lied, and quickly pushed open the heavy red door.
I could just see Platina's Prada purse disappearing in the elevator. The small plate above it said 'fifth floor' in small yellow characters.
'You have to be kidding me.'
But I had no choice. There was only one elevator. Reluctantly I looked at the stairs on my left.
My leg was still a bit weak.
'At least it'll be good practice.' I told myself.

When I finally reached the fifth floor, panting like mad, I noticed Platina. She had just walked out of the stairs and was greeted by a small girl that was about five years old running towards her.
''Miss Platina!'' The girl called out with a high-pitched voice.
''Bonjour, Elizabeth.'' Platina smiled, catching the girl in her arms, picking her up and swirling her around.
The little girl was giggling. I noticed she had a big burning mark on one side of her face. I gasped and quickly put my hand over my mouth.
''What story have you brought for us today?'' The girl asked her as platina put her on the floor again.
The raven haired girl searched her bag, and then held up a book. ''The frog prince!'' She said in a French accent.
The girl clapped her hands together, and then ran towards a room at the end of the hallway.
''You guys! Miss Platina is here!'' She yelled. In no time many injured children were gathered in front of the door, waving at Platina happily. She walked over to the kids, guided them all in, ''Once upon a time there was a princess-'' I could hear her say before she closed the door behind her.
''Amazing, isn't it?'' A voice said.
I flinched. I didn't hear anyone coming.
The voice was coming from a brown haired middle-aged man.
''Hi dad.'' I mumbled, ''Why is Pl-... that girl going to those children? Is she forced to do it?''
My dad looked at me quite shocked, ''What? Of course not! She's doing it out of free will. Twice a week she visits the children, plays with them and reads them stories. They love her.''
I blinked and looked at the closed door at the end of the hallway again. Was it true?
'Then...' I thought, 'She isn't a selfish person after all. Maybe she is just quiet, rich and popular. Maybe Green doesn't like her because she was beautiful from the outside, but because she is beautiful from the inside, too.'
''So do you have the package?'' My father asked me.
''Yes.'' I replied and handed it over to him, ''What's inside of it?''
Damn, since when was I such a curious person?
My father smiled. ''Wedding rings.'
My jaw dropped, ''Do you mean... You're going to ask mom to marry you?''
They had been together for many years and even had a daughter, but they had never married. They were both used to the fact that their relationships usually didn't last very long back then, so they had agreed not to marry.
''You're kidding! That's amazing!'' I cheered.
''So how'd you like to be the bridesmaid?''
I couldn't get the stupid smirk of my face, so I gave up trying after a while.
''Let's get the biggest turkey there is!'' My father suggested as we walked out of the building and stepped into his car.
''Yeah, let's do that.'' I agreed, still wearing an idiotic smirk.