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*Soda*
"Darry, it's been an hour and a half!" I tell him nervously.
"Calm down. They'll call us in when they're-"
"Family of Ponyboy Curtis?" Announces a nurse from the front of the room.
We grab our stuff and walk up to her.
"Ponyboys done with the test. You should get the results in less than 48 hours, but the doctor wants him to stay until then, to make sure he doesn't have another seizure. You can see him, he's in room 402."
We rush a thank you and start going to Ponys room.
"400...401...402!" I mumble. I open the door and step inside. Pony was laying down on the bed. He had a bandage on his head from when he hit the counter, but other than that he just looked tired and depressed.
"Pony! How are you feeling? We were all so worried about you." Darry tells him .
"I'm fine." Pony answers bluntly.
"How'd the test go?" Steve asks.
"Fine." Pony repeats.
Steve rolls his eyes and takes a seat.
"You shouldn't be upset Pony. Everything'l be okay." I try to reassure him.
"" What do you mean, "you shouldn't be upset?" I've got every right to be upset. It's not fair.""
"Well for starters, we didn't even get the results back. "
"But what if I do have epilepsy soda? All I want is a normal life."
"Relax. You've only had a seizure once. That doesn't mean anything.
"But there's a chance I could-"
"Pony I guarantee that the test will come back negative. They make you take the it just in case."
"You sure soda?"
No, but I had to lie to give him hope. Or at least moments of happiness in case the results come back positive.
"Definitely."
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