Nurse Sheppard looked at me as Harry closed the door.
“What happened here?” she asked in a soft voice.
Harry laid me down on a leather covered bench.
He didn’t leave the room and said, “She got hit by a basketball.” He indicated my black eye.
She got off her chair and came up to me.
I was lying down and I noticed that she was the most wrinkled person I’ve ever seen!
Her brown eyes scanned my eye.
I shivered once her finger touched my face.
“It’s okay, don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you,” she whispered.
I wasn’t shivering because of that. I was shivering because she was touching me. No one likes Nurse Sheppard.
I simply nodded and looked at Harry.
My heart skipped a beat and I felt an odd, warm sensation shape at the bottom of my stomach. He caught me staring and I looked away.
“Oh, it will be fine. Just lay an ice pack on it.” That’s her answer to everything.
I stared at her, baffled by her response.
“Nurse Sheppard, I think that an ice pack isn’t enough.” Harry spoke up as he leaned against the white brick wall.
She shot him a glare and he protested. “Nurse Sheppard! She is hurt!”
My stomach grew butterflies. He cares about me.
No, I hate him. Remember?
I tried to get my brain to think properly but it just wouldn’t listen.
He’s an ass.
He’s ugl-handsome.
What? No, I did not just say that.
He’s horrible.
No, he cares.
Uh! Getting myself to think straight was like trying to convince left was right!
“Fine, you check her out yourself Mr. Heirts.” Nurse Sheppard gave up.
He rolled his eyes and sat next to me.
It was hard for me to breathe then.
“Hey,” I said stupidly.
Hey? Seriously? Was I that caught on?
His eyes stared into mine as I couldn’t help but smile.
“Hey,” he replied.
His hand touched my cheek and I tingled at his touch.
“I’m so stupid.” I admitted.
“Why…?” he laughed.
“I just said ‘hey’ and you’re just right there!” I slapped my forehead softly but still felt pain.
I cringed and Harry laughed once more.
“See…?” I protested.
“No, you’re not stupid –you’re cute.” He smiled.
My heart started to beat more faster, like crazy!
He looked at my eye more closely as his fingers got closer to it.
“Actually all you do need is an ice pack.” He laughed at himself.
“How do you know?” I asked doubtfully.
“I play soccer and the soccer ball once rammed my eye. I got the same black eye as you.” He replied.
Oh crap, we have something in common.
I felt hot, out of nowhere.
“For how long?” I asked.
“Uh, two weeks.”
“That’s good,” I smiled even wider than before.
His smile appereaed as well.
Why. Do. I. Feel. Like. This?
Why…?
I do not like him, under any circumstances. I do not.
“You kids can stop flirting in my office now, and here’s an ice pack.” The nurse interrupted us.
I blushed as I sat up.
Harry took the ice pack and pulled me off the bench.
***
We were walking toward the bus. I was expecting a simple ride home with my friend Georgie that stood at my side. Then, I would do my homework and head to sleep.
Someone tapped my shoulder and I turned around.
My heart stopped.
“Hey,” Harry greeted the smae way as before.
I felt hot once again and Georgie pulled my backpack.
“Hey,” I said.
His smile carried me away from this boring world.
“Can you… no, um,” he was deep in thought.
Georgie pulled me again and I turned around giving her a small glare.
Actually, I should’ve given that to Harry. I hate him.
He brushed his hair with his hand and spoke up “Jess, um, would you like to, uh.”
Crap, he was doing it.
“No,” I whispered.
Thank God he didn’t hear that.
No, he should have heard it.
OH MY GOD!
“What were you gonna ask?” I asked.
“Uh, would you like to come with me? I have a surprise.” He finally spit out.
My heart beat harder and I couldn’t breathe.
“Yes, I mean –I would love to,” I replied with a smile.
What the hell am I doing?!
He returned the smile and held my hand.
He led me towards his Ford Pick-up truck.
I turned back to see Gerogie’s reaction.
Her jaw fell open in shock.
I just chuckled and leaned into Harry’s side.
He was so warm…
Hold on!
I looked up at Harry’s face.
Did I even know who I was walking with?
I pulled away and stopped in front of Harry’s truck.
He turned back and looked at me with a confused grin.
“No way in hell,” I spit out in shock.
He came up to me. “What’s wrong?” he simply asked.
What? Was I stupid or something? Did I have to explain to myself tons of times the same thing to get the point?!
“Everything is wrong Harry; why am I doing this?” I whispered the last part to myself.
“Well…?”
I looked at him straight into those brown beady eyes.
I couldn’t speak.
My throat was, um, clogged?
I turned around on my heel and headed towards the buses.
Harry was running behind me. He grabbed my arm as I tried to pull it out of his grip.
“Let go,” I demanded, sternly.
“You gotta go with me.” he said, pulling even harder.
“No!” I yelled.
He let me go and I ran toward the big yellow bus.
The way it is written is fast and not boring but, there are times when you forget to add some description. I think, that's all that I'll say.
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