Hey Guys! I'm so so so sorry I didn't post Wednesday like I said I would. I'm going through a lot of personal stuff lately and I haven't had time to post. I promise that will change though! I already have the next two or three chapters prewritten so I should just be able to post them without any trouble or extra time for editing. Like I may have said, I'm going to try and post new chapters on Mondays and Wednesdays so make sure you check back on those days! Enough rambling, without further a-do I present to you guys (drum roll please.): Chapter three: "So I've done some research."

Nurse Jackson's glance snaps up from me calling her name. I can see the two little Dixie Cups she's just placed on my bed side table but I have bigger problems then racing to down my drugs. I quickly yank down my sleeve, praying to God that the blood doesn't go through, this is my favorite sweater. Oh and that Nurse Jackson doesn't notice. I'm too late though, Nurse Jackson has already seen my arm and she raises slowly from her bent over position by my bed side table.

"Phoebe Johnson." She scolds marching over. I bite my lip and cross my arms behind me.

"I swear it's not what it looks like!" I exclaim but she shoots me an accusing look obviously knowing the truth.

"Oh yea?" She says sarcastically "I would love to hear what supposedly did happen."

"I, um scratched it on the door frame." I struggle and she just cocks her head at me.

"Mhmm." She mumbles "Is that why there is a plastic knife on your sink?" My cheeks begin to burn. She extends her hand palm faced up and waggles her fingers. "Let me see."

"It's not even that big of a-" I begin

"Eh," she cuts me off.

"It's not that ba-" I try again.

"Eh." She says shooting me a look.

"But Nurse Jack-" Now it's just a battle to get a full sentence out.

"Eh." I'm beyond frustrated at this point.

"Ugh!" I groan throwing my head back dramatically.

"Ugh!" She mimics me before giving me a cold hard stare. "Let me see it." I let out something between a groan and a whine and slowly extend my arm to her.

Regardless of the fight I put up with her, her touch is very gentle and tender when she pulls up my sleeve. Her face is almost comical when she sees it, confusion and her precious scorn mixing together.

"What is this?" She asks referring to the small crystal grains sticking to my arm.

"Sugar." I shrug. She shakes her head and let's out a small scoff.

"Oh, and what do you think that's going to do for you Hun?" I lower my head.

"Makes the blood clot." I mumble. She clicks her tongue and marches out of my room. When she notices I'm not behind her she motions for me to follow and I rush to catch up.

"Where are we going?" I asked as soon as I was a safe distance behind her. I still have to skip a little to keep up with her fast pace.

"To clean you up." She snatches two Dixie Cups off a nearby cart and hands them to me. I look at them, my eyes bugging out of my head. Sensing my bewilderment she projects over her shoulder, "Its the same exact stuff. Just swallow it and pick up the pace."

I'm about to ask what she's going to do with the pills in my room but her intimidating demeanor keeps me from doing so. I quickly swallow the three pills from one cup and drink the water in the other. I grimace as the hard lumps slowly crawl down my throat but as soon as they're gone I shuffle to be behind her again. Maybe if she forgets the ones in my room I can stock hoard them for another time.

Nurse Jackson leads me to a sectioned off wash room. It's sort of like a supply closet but with a sink. She washes my arm silently.

"You know I could have done this myself." I intone. She doesn't say anything in turn so I just watch quietly as she addresses my cuts.

When she's finished we walk out and I head towards my room.

"Where do you think you're going sweet pea?" She asks. I whip around and sneer at her.

"My room."

"Oh no you're not. The last thing anyone needs right now is for you to be left alone." She objects. Dang, could you be anymore obvious with your mistrust Nurse J?

"So what? Are you going to have me follow you around for the rest of the day making friendship bracelets and icing cookies?" I scoff.

"Ha. I wish." She replies. "But no. I actually have someone I want you to meet." She smiles deviously at me.

"Oh boy." I groan. We make our way towards the unknown destination.

Time skip.

"Emma?" I spit out as we walk into a cute room with blue and green tissue paper flowers hanging from the ceiling

"Oh! Hey Bee." She says looking up from a notebook she had been writing in.

"I see you two have already met." Nurse Jackson observes.

"Oh yea. Leo introduced us at lunch." Emma comments cheerfully. I plaster on a smile to match hers.

"Ohhh." Nurse Jackson coos nudging me. I let out a dry laugh. "So I'm guessing she's met the whole crew then." She directs toward Emma.

"Yep, Dash and Jordi are out planning something right now." Emma giggles before turning towards me. "I might be scared if I were you. Those boys are never up to any good."

"Isn't that right." Nurse Jackson retaliates rolling her eyes. "Miss Emma I was wondering if you would do me a favor and babysit our new friend Bee here for a little while. It seems as though she's gotten herself into a little trouble of her own." I shoot a glare at Nurse Jackson before giggling awkwardly. Emma smiles kindly at me.

"Of course Nurse Jackson. I was actually about to go try to find her. I need someone to watch a movie with anyway." Emma answers. Nurse Jackson looks me sternly in the eye before leaving.

"Be. Good." I roll my eyes before jumping into bed with Emma.

"So what movie are we going to watch?" I ask.

"Actually," she drags out the word. "We have other plans."

"What do you mean 'other plans'?" I question remembering what she said earlier about Jordi and Dash planning something. She grins at me before grabbing my hand and dragging me out the door.

Time skip.

"Hey boys." Emma trills. We've come to a room that looks a lot like a class room with tables, chairs, and a whiteboard up front. Dash and Jordi are sitting at a table together with open binders. They both jump when they hear Emma's voice but don't steal their glances away from whatever they were looking at.

"Dude Emma!" Dash exclaims. "We're busy here!" Emma clears her throat.

"Um I brought a friend with me." Jordi and Dash glance up. When they see me they are scrambling to push papers into their binders or under them.

"Oh! Hey Bee." Jordi pants, a huge grin on his face. I let out a genuine laugh unlike the others I had to fake in Nurse Jackson's presence.

"You guys," I say pointing at them. "are the definition of sketchy." Dash and Emma laugh but Jordi is still just beaming at me. I blush, begging myself not to mess this up.

"You'll get used to it eventually." Emma whispers to me. We spend the rest of the time probing the boys on what they are planning until the blonde chick I remember as Kara comes in. She shoots me a nasty look.

"Ew. Who invited New Girl?" She snorts. I lower my gaze. She's just trying to make me miserable isn't she? I have a feeling Emma can sense my deflation because she speaks up.

"You know Kara, when you first got here all you wore were those hideous hospital gowns. At least Phoebe has a decent sense of style." Everyone's gaze turns to my pink sweater I'm wearing. I watch smugly as Kara's jaw drops and the boys howl with laughter. Jordi turns to me. Is my heart still beating? I honestly don't even know at this point.

"Emma's never really stuck up for anyone like that before." He says quietly. I feel my heart swell and my cheeks begin to warm. God I hate when that happens, it's so obvious! "You should consider yourself lucky to have a girl like her as your friend." Woah. It's almost like I hear a pang of longing in his voice. I glance at Emma who is looking at us with an almost sad face. Once I catch her eye a switch flips and she smiles at me. Before I can dwell too much on what their relationship might be another voice speaks up.

"Kara maybe instead of being your regular horror you could be a little more accepting of our new friend." Dash interjects. Kara rolls her eyes and I finally scavenger up enough courage to shoot her a glare. She shoots one right back at me and I shrink away. She must have seen my glare as a challenge because she begins to rant.

"You know I've done some research." She sneers at me. This can't be good. "Never in the history of Ocean Park Hospital has a patient been admitted into the residential wing without a definite diagnosis." The room goes quiet. It seems the only sound is the rapid beating of my heart in my ears. "So tell us Phoebe. Why are you here?" I swallow hard.

"I told you." I say my voice shaking a little bit. "I don't know." I pause debating on whether I want to continue or not but everyone's looking at me so I have to say something!

Instead I feel a lump grow in my throat and my eyes sting with embarrassment. I push away from the table and rush out of the room. Emma chases after me.

"Bee! Wait up!" She yells.

I've decided, obviously, to create some tension between Kara and Bee. I'll give you guys a little insight though by saying that all of that tension will be explained in the next chapter which is entitled "Fess up." Personally it is one of my favorite chapters so I can't wait to share it with all of you! Don't forget to comment and fav!