Sorry it took me so long to update! I had to write this essay to apply for the Yearbook Staff at school. :D Fingers crossed I make it! So anyways, Here's your (SHORT) chapter.

I stumble out of the school doors and reach the front schoolyard. The fresh air hits my face and I suck as much as I can into me. Breathe in. Breathe out. I remind myself. I close my eyes and focus on breathing. I open my eyes and keep running. I don't know where I'm going.

I run until I can't breathe and I have to stop to catch my breath. I look around and notice I'm in the meadow.

"Rose. Can you hear me?" a voice says. I look up but I don't know who said it. All I see is a blurry figure in front of me.

I can feel my breathing become shallow and I start to hyperventilate.

I begin to shake, my mind goes blank and I'm unable to think at all. I feel light headed and can feel myself rocking from side to side.

"Rose?" the voice says again. I can see them getting closer. But they're not fast enough. I'm unconscious before I even hit the ground.

I open my eyes. I blink a couple times to get a focus on everything. Im in a hospital. In a bed. I'm in a room with white walls, blue furniture. I look to my left and someone stirs in a seat in the corner.

"You're awake!" dad says. He rushes over to my bed and pulls me in for a hug. I hug him back, glad to be in his arms.

"What happend?" I ask. Before he could answer the door swung open. "Ah Rose you're awake. How are you feeling?" a tall lean man in a doctors coat asked.

"Fine. What I want to know is what's going on." I say getting impatient. He sighs and sits down in the doctor's chair next to the bed. "Well you had a tracker jacker attack at your school dance. And apparently that led you to have a panic attack, and to pass out. I don't know where it happend, just that your father brought you in with you passed out."

I turn to dad. "You were at the dance and Roy came back with you passed out in his arms. He gave you to me and explained what happend. But he didn't give details." He shrugs. So Roy still cares? But what's the full story. I sigh silently realizing he's probably the only one with the story.

And knowing me my curiousity

"So I'm fine?" I ask after a couple moments of silence. This bed is very uncomforatable and I'm tired. All I want right now is to go home.

"For now." the doctor says sighing. "But I have to warn you this could happen again. And next time you might not be so lucky. You could end up passed out somewhere where nobody knows you're at. Just keep it on the down low for a while okay?"

I groan. Why me? "I got it. So I can go now right?"

"You're free to go." he says leaving. "Just remember, take it easy." And with that he leaves. I swing out of the hospital bed and stand up. I wrap my arms around dad's neck and he picks me up under the knees. I rest my head against his chest while he carries me.

"I'm tired." I groan again.

"I know. I know. You'll be home soon." he says to me. I listen to the his pounding footsteps as he starts the walk home. And before I know it, I drift off in his arms.

Okay I'm sorry that's so short but don't worry, I've already started writing the next chapter. If all goes well it should be up in the next two days. :) So even though it's short, review! XD Oh and by the way, 200 FREAKING REVIEWS! I swear I like screamed. XD I love you all!