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Season 2
Episode 11
Part 2
A.J.’s POV:
The ten of us took up the back of the bus, well technically, it was the middle because the bags had the back, and we made the mistake of letting David and Pierre sit together. It only took about 20 minutes, ok 5 for David, before the guys got restless. I don’t understand how they could be more hyper when trapped on a bus then they were when we were on the plane to Edmonton.
“So how long until we get there, Pat?” Sebastien asked.
“About an hour,” Pat replied.
Suddenly I felt the hat I was wearing be pulled off. Whirling around, I glared at the culprit. David.
“David, give it back,” I demanded. He just grinned his signature grin. I made a grab for my hat, but David quickly handed it to Pierre who just held it above his head.
“Chuck. Help?” I sounded pathetic, but I wanted my hat back.
“Steph, catch,” Pierre threw my hat to Steph, who was sitting in the seat in front of me, as Chuck reached for it.
“I’m never sitting in between Steph and David again,” I sighed, leaning back in the seat.
Chuck was still trying to get my hat from Steph. “Sebastien,” She tossed my hat to Seb.
“Lindsay, take it,” Chuck said.
“Chuck, don’t turn my own girlfriend against me,” Sebastien protested, attempting to keep my hat away from Linds.
“Ha! I’m on A.J.’s side,” Lindsay grinned.
“You’re supposed to be on my side,” Sebastien replied. My poor hat was being treated very roughly. Bev, who was sitting behind Seb, reached over and grabbed my hat.
“Two against one, Seb,” she smirked. Suddenly Seb lost his grip and toppled backwards into the aisle.
“Calm down!” one of the councillors scolded us. It was obvious that the seven of us were trying very hard not to laugh, even Seb who had climbed back into his seat.
“A.J., here,” Bev tossed me my hat.
“Thanks,”
David’s POV:
Being trapped on a bus for an hour seemed like it was going to be extremely boring. I was glad we had all dicided to go because with out my friends I probably would have done something drastic.
“David, don’t throw things out of the window!” Amy exclaimed. Hey, I said drastic. That for me wasn’t drastic.
“I want to hear what sound it makes when it hits the road,” I replied, pulling another snack thing out of Amy’s pink bag, which was just behind me.
“David, please leave my bag alone,” she whined.
“Hey!” I exclaimed as Pierre closed the window. “Fine, I’m sitting with Steph instead,” Out of habit our crew had all sat together and Steph had ended up with a seat all to herself.
“Yay,” she grinned as I switched seats.
“They’ve already joined forces,” Pat rolled his eyes. Amy moved over to sit by Pierre, leaving Bev alone. I felt kinda guilty for not sitting with her.
“Bev,” I leaned into the aisle to get a close look. “Is that your natural hair colour?” For as long as I had known her, she had had purple hair, but her roots were now starting to show a different colour and I could have sworn the purple was a bit faded.
She glanced up as though trying to see her roots. “Yea, the dyes washing out a bit,” I leaned more forward and started to fall off my seat. Steph grabbed my arm to try and help, but that just ended up making us both fall.
“Guys, I need you to stay in your seats and calm down,” Spark told us, though he looked like he could be trying not to laugh. It was hard to tell.
“So, Steph, how long have you and Pat been going to camp?” I asked once we were back in our seat.
“Since we were in elementary,” she replied.
“Yea once a year I get stuck with her,”
Steph glared at Pat. “And I get stuck with you,”
“Such nice family love,” I commented, sarcastically of course.
Arrival at the camp.
Sebastien’s POV:
“Ok we’re here so as soon as you get off grab your bags and boys follow me to the boys cabin area and girls follow Sheri or Alaina to the girls cabin area,” Spark announced as we pulled into what seemed to be the drive way of the camp.
“He’s asleep,” Steph announced, pointing to David.
“What?” we all got out of our seats to see. It was true. David was asleep in his seat.
“Aw,” Bev said softly.
Steph poked him. “David,”
He muttered something and opened his eyes slowly.
“I can’t believe you fell asleep,” Chuck laughed.
“We’re here?” David asked, standing up.
“Yes,” I replied. We followed the other people off the bus and to the back where all the bags were being unloaded.
Ahh! A pillow hit me in the face and a bag landed near my feet with a thud.
“Watch where you’re throwing stuff,” I heard Lindsay mutter. Our bags were thrown off the bus one by one and luckily none of them suffered any damage…a few were a little muddy, but that’s it.
“To the cabin!” Steph announced, beginning to pull her bag towards a trail through the bushes.
“See you later I guess,” Lindsay said, hugging me. I kissed her lightly on the forehead.
“NCA!” Steph and Pat both yelled at us.
“What?” Linds and I asked, looking confused.
“Not Camp Appropriate,” the cousins laughed. Lindsay rolled her eyes. The girls went through the bushes to their cabins and we followed Spark to the guys cabins.
The pathetic end to Episode 11 part 2 ^_^;; I’ll probably edit it tomorrow when I’m more awake, but I promised certain person it would be up today so here it is.
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| Simple Teens
Season 2
Episode 11
Part 1
David’s POV:
Bright light invaded my peaceful sleep. Really bright. That meant someone had opened the curtain. Why had some one opened the curtain? I slowly opened one eye. The culprit had left.
“David!”
Or so I’d thought. Startled, I turned around faster then I ever had before, getting myself tangled in my sheets in the process.
“You have to pack,” Jeff laughed.
“Why are you in my room?” I asked, attempting to untwist the blanket that was strangling me.
“We have to leave for Pat’s camp tomorrow, remember? So everyone is sleeping over at Chuck’s tonight so we can all get a ride to the bus together.” He explained. O right. Camp. The camp that had taken most of my pay check. O well, not as if I was spending it on anything else. Ok except for gas. Whatever.
“Well why are you waking me up?”
“Because I’m the only other person with a vehicle,”
“Your van doesn’t work…”
Jeff grinned. O no!
“You got it fixed!” I exclaimed.
“Yes I did. Now pack. Do you even have the list of stuff you need?”
“There’s a list?”
“At least remember deodorant. I can just imagine what you smell like after a week in a camp.”
“I’m kidding, of course I have the list,” I laughed. Truth be told, Bev had made sure I had the list. “And do not judge my personal hygiene. It’s not like you spend 24/7 on the road with me or something like that,”
Chuck’s house, the basement.
Lindsay’s POV:
Every one, but Jeff and David, was hanging out in Chuck’s basement. Camp was tomorrow and we had all agreed that having just one single ride there would be a good idea. Why we had trusted Jeff to go get David? I have no idea.
“Well at least we’ll be able to make sure they’re not late tomorrow,” A.J. said.
“Though they might fight over who will be driving,” Pierre laughed. “Why are they the only ones with cars? I really should get one,”
“I’ll never be able to afford a car with my job,” Sebby sighed. “I’m so glad my parents paid for part of camp,” All the guys looked as though they were thinking about how they couldn’t get a car, or licence in Chuck’s case. A.J. and I didn’t have our licences either and I wasn’t sure about Bev.
“We don’t need cars as long as we have David and Jeff,” I grinned, trying to make the mood a bit less depressing. It was just a car.
“Between Reset shows and my other job I’ll be able to get one soon,” Pierre continued as though he hadn’t heard me.
“Boys,” I sighed. A.J. rolled her eyes and gave me a sympathetic smile.
“Speaking of Reset, you guys didn’t have any shows during the week of camp?” Bev asked Pierre and Chuck. Pierre looked at Chuck while Chuck looked at the floor.
“Reset’s kinda in the middle of trying to find a new drummer,” Pierre admitted.
“What?!” A.J. and I exclaimed together.
“Yea, I quit the band,” Chuck said.
“You what?! Why?!” Bev exclaimed.
Every one, besides Pierre, stared at Chuck in shock. A.J. opened her mouth to say something, but seemed too stunned to actually get the words out.
“Dude, I think you killed A.J.,” Pierre laughed. There was the sound of a door opening and closing upstairs and with in moments of that Jeff and David were coming down the stairs.
“We have arrived!” David announced, plopping down on the floor next to Bev.
“You would not believe how this guy packs,” Jeff said, also sitting on the floor. There was an awkward silence as the rest of us just kept staring at Chuck.
“Ok what did Chuck do?” David asked.
A.J. grabbed a pillow off the couch and put her mouth against it to keep herself from screaming.
“He quit Reset,” I told them. A look of shock replaced the look of confusion on their faces.
“Why?” Jeff question.
“It just wasn’t working out for me,”
Could that answer be anymore vague?
“Its fine with the rest of the band and me,” Pierre said. “Sort of,”
There was a small, muffled, squeek from A.J.
“Remember to breath,” Chuck laughed, kissing the top of her head.
Sebastien’s POV:
We got pizza and we got to eat it in the basement. Chuck’s parents would come down and check on us occasionally because the girls were there too and parents don’t seem to trust boys and girls together, alone.
“So how did parents agree to this sleep over?” I asked, grabbing another piece of pizza.
“Boys sleep upstairs and girls sleep down here,” Chuck explained. “And that was barely expectable to a few parents,”
“So when do we meet up with Pat?” David asked.
“Tomorrow. We’re picking up him and his cousin on the way to the bus,” Jeff replied. “And we are using my van because you car wouldn’t fit all our bags,”
“My car could fit our bags,”
“Your car barely fits all of us,”
“Same with yours,”
“Wait, how many seats does Jeff’s van have?” A.J. interrupted.
“Seven…”
“Ok who made plans and didn’t count the number of seats?” Bev asked.
“I’ll call Pat,” Pierre said, darting up the stairs.
“You have your answer,” Amy laughed.
The next morning
Chuck’s POV:
We ended up having to meet Pat at the bus due to the poor math of Pierre. We still ended up having to squish into Jeff’s van.
“Yo!” Pat called as we pulled up and got out.
“Hey,” I greeted. Jeff opened the back and we all pulled our bags out.
“A.J., you just brought a pack back?” Pat asked, staring at the black bag my girlfriend was holding.
“Yes…”
“We’re going to be there for a week. Looks like somebody is borrowing Chuck’s hoodies,”
“I don’t mind,” I shrugged.
“So, Pat, where’s you cousin?” David asked.
“Talking to some other people over there,” Pat gestured in the direction of the bus. “I’m not sure you guys are gonna like her. She can be annoying,”
“We have David, we can stand annoying,” Bev laughed, giving David a playful glare.
“Very true,” Lindsay agreed. Pat glanced behind himself.
“Well get ready to meet the female version of David,” he sighed.
“Hi!” a girl about David’s height and had hair just a little lighter then Pat’s greeted us in a very hyperactive manner.
“Steph, that’s David, Pierre, Sebastien, Chuck, A.J., Jeff, Amy, Lindsay, and Bev,” Pat introduced us. “And every one this is my cousin, Steph,”
“Hi,” the nine of us said together. That was just slightly creepy.
“So…Steph, how long have you and Pat been going to camp?” I asked, avoiding the sign that we all hand out together to often.
“Since elementary. It’s really the only time we see each other,” Steph replied.
“Thankfully…ow!”
Looks like Bev wasn’t the only girl who liked swatting Pat. Steph wasn’t as bad as Pat had said she was.
“Ok people can we get the bags on the bus now?” A tall man with brown-red hair and glasses stood in the doorway of the back of the bus. “Just form a line and then we can leave for camp,”
“Spark!” Steph exclaimed. “If he’s here then where’s Devon?”
“He might not be taking the bus this year. Poor Steph,” Pat dodged being swatted again by his cousin. We all got in line behind the bus.
“Who’s Devon?” Lindsay asked.
“One of the guy councillors,” Pat explained. “He usually takes the bus with the campers, which makes Steph very happy,”
“Is this all you brought?” The man Steph had called Spark, asked A.J as she handed her backpack up.
“Yes?” A.J. bit her lip.
“She’s a newbie, Spark,” Steph said, making A.J. glare at her.
“I brought many newbies this year,” Pat grinned. Hopefully, we weren’t going to get called that all week.
“That’s good,”
I handed my bag up. As soon as we all had our bags loaded, we went and stood in the line that was forming to the bus door.
A.J. was looking irritated. “So, Pat, how many more people do you bet are gonna ask me ‘Is that all you brought?’”
“You can’t have packed worse then David, A.J.,” Jeff told her. That just earned him ‘the look’.
“Shut up, Jeff,” David said. “I’m sure your bag isn’t packed any better,”
“We’ll see about that,”
“Now you guys are competing to see who packed better?” I laughed.
“Now now let’s not be immature,” Pierre interrupted. “We all know I packed the best,”
“You probably had your mom pack for you,” David teased. Soon Pierre was chasing David around the parking lot.
“Pierre is so gonna kick David’s butt,” Sebastien stated.
“Alright we are leaving,” a woman with dirty blond dread locks went to the front of the line. “You two in the parking lot! Come on before we leave you here!”
So ends Season 2 Episode 11 part 1! The rest will be in part 2!
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Simple Teens
Season 2
Episode 10
A.J.’s POV:
Bored. I was really bored on a Saturday. After minutes of just lying on my bed and thinking I went downstairs to search for the phone. Maybe the others would want to go to the mall or something. My mom was in the living room looking through a photo album.
“A wedding is a splendid thing,” she told me, as I looked under couch cushions. “I don’t see why people elope. It’s just not fair to family, friends, and to them selves. A.J., if you ever elope I swear I shall forever be disappointed in you,”
“Mom, I’m 17 so I’m not even thinking of marriage and what are the chances of me eloping,” I wasn’t the most spontaneous person in the world. Ha! I found the phone. That had to be the weirdest conversation I had ever had with my mother. I dialled Chuck’s number and waited for some one to pick up. Sighing in frustration as I got the answering machine, I called Lindsay.
“Hello” she answered.
“Hey”
“Hey”
“I was thinking we should all go to the mall. You wanna?”
“Sure. Today’s been pretty boring”
“Agreed. So I’ll call some of the others and you can call the rest.”
“Ok. I’ll call Pierre, Jeff, Pat, and Amy”
“No Sebastien?”
“You can call him”
“Umm, Linds, he’s you boyfriend,”
“He’s your friend,”
“Lindsay, why don’t you want to call him?”
“I just split up the group ok. We both call about the same number,”
“This is silly, but I’ll call him,” I hung up. What was with her? I’d thought her and Sebastien were fine. I called Chuck, David, Bev, and Sebastien and they all agreed we would meet at the mall. Bev, Lindsay, and I needed a ride so of course we employed the wonderful driving serves of David Desrosiers. Chuck was at Pierre’s so unlike usual he didn’t need a ride from David. When we got to the mall Linds and Seb hugged each other and seemed like a happy couple so I pushed any worries I had aside. I was probably just being paranoid.
“Where to?” Pierre asked, looking like he was ready for an adventure.
“I dunno,” Bev and I answered at the same time. Bev was newly out of the hospital and still had the blue bored taped to her arm.
“There’s a good clothes store on the top level I’ve been wanting to look around,” Amy said.
“No clothes shopping,” Jeff groaned.
“How about we walk around so I can get some good footage,” Pat suggested, turning on his camera. “David, act like an idiot,” David stuck his tongue out at the camera, making the rest of us laugh. “Hmm not quiet what I was looking for. We’ll have to work on it,” Pat grinned.
“The upper level is more interesting. I say we start there,” Lindsay said. “And that way we’ll get to Amy’s store. I need some new clothes anyways”
“Looks like we’re clothes shopping, Jeff,” Seb rolled his eyes.
“To the escalator!” Pierre cried.
Chuck’s POV:
The escalator seemed like a perfect idea because we knew Lindsay would go on it. It didn’t seem so perfect when we started to get on it though.
“A.J.?” the red head had stopped just before the moving steps.
“I don’t like escalators,” she admitted.
“You don’t like escalators and Lindsay doesn’t like elevators,” Pat said, as he was getting farther up the escalator. “Are all Albertans as weird as you two?” That earned him a swat from Lindsay.
“I’m scared of heights, Pat,” A.J. glared at the camera. I took her hand.
“Its fine,” Together we stepped onto the escalator. She clung to me, throwing me slightly off balance for a moment. Everyone else had already reached the upper level. A.J. didn’t let go until we were on solid ground again. Maybe we should take the escalator more often…
“Now there’s a store I don’t mind looking at,” Pat said. A.J. smacked her palm against her forehead. It was a ladies underwear shop.
“Mhm…Ow!” Bev swatted David with the blue bored, making him shut up and look away. “Ok ok I’m not looking,”
“Neither am I,” I said, not wanting to get swatted by A.J.
“Same,” Pierre just stared at Amy instead. Seb received a glare from Lindsay and turned away.
“You know, Pat, being single does have advantages,” Jeff smirked.
“Perverts,” A.J. commented, glaring at Jeff and Pat.
“No girlfriend running our lives,” Pat teased then was promptly hit very hard with Bev’s bored. “I was joking! I was joking!”
“I don’t run Pierre’s life,” Amy said.
“Why do girls take everything so seriously? Ow! I’m being abused here!”
“Nobody runs anybodies lives,” I laughed. Bev sure loved that blue bored.
Sebastien’s POV: “Lindsay, can I talk to you alone for a second?” I asked.
“You hit me and then you try and take my camera?”
“You were being a pervert!”
“Get your own camera!”
“Sure,” she agreed, and we walked a few steps away from the others.
“Have you really forgiven me?” I asked, bluntly. I really had to know.
“What?” and I was being glared at again.
“You just seem,” I paused, searching for the right word. “Distant, lately,”
“I do forgive you and if I seem a little distant it’s because I’m just trying to begin to trust you again,”
“You make it sound like I cheated on you!” I couldn’t take this anymore. “I made a stupid comment and that’s it. Just like Pat and Jeff were doing and you practically made me beg you for forgiveness. I apologised a thousand times. I thought we had worked this out,”
“What you did was…” she began to snap.
“Think about what I did!” I interrupted.
“I might have been a little harsh,” she said slowly, after a moment. A little? “Ok a lot,” she sighed as though she had heard that thought. “I’m sorry, Seb.”
“You really forgive me now?” I asked softly.
“Yes. I really did over react. You forgive me?”
I leaned forward and kissed her. “Oui,” Holding hands and grinning we walked back to the others. Bev seemed to have succeeded in her attempts to get Pat’s camera.
“Bev, I swear I’m going to tie the camera to my wrist from now on,” Pat stated.
“Chocolate!” A.J. exclaimed as we neared a candy store.
“Chocolate addict,” Bev laughed. We all got a bunch of candy and then continued to wonder the mall.
Bev’s POV:
“What is this?” David asked, looking at a piece of candy. “Here you try it 1st,” he said offering the candy to me.
“David, it’s a gummy candy,” I told him.
“Well you still try it 1st and then tell me what it tastes like,” he insisted.
“You’re such a diva, David,” Pierre laughed. David took A.J.’s black and white stripped scarf, which she had taken off for a second, flung it around his neck and stuck his nose in the air.
“I am not,” he snapped, mock offended. I had no idea how he could say that with a straight face as it sent the rest of us into a laughing fit.
“Ha, look at that emo,” some guy laughed to his friend as they walked past us.
“Wha?” David looked confused.
I glared at the two guys, handed the camera to Pat, and quickly ran after them. Calling people emo in that insulting way annoyed me. “Hey! How dare you call him emo! Do you have any idea how that feels? It hurts,” I demanded, added a dramatic sniff as though I was gonna start crying. “It hurts right in here,” I put a hand over my heart “I know the pain. Do you have any idea the scars that causes? I don’t mean physical scars. Emos are no different from you! We’re people too! WE’RE PEOPLE TOO!” I made myself start sobbing and fake tears actually rolled down my cheeks.
“Whoa, sorry we didn’t mean anything by it,” the guy who made the comment stammered. “No need to freak out, wow,” They both looked uncomfortable and hurried away. As soon as they were out of ear shot I burst into a fit of laughter.
“O my God, you were acting?” Pat questioned, and then began to laugh too. “I really thought you were really going crazy,”
“Great acting,” David hugged me. “And you guys say I’m a diva,” I swatted him lightly with the bored.
“That was awesome,” Lindsay laughed.
“Agreed,” A.J. was laughing just as hard as I was.
“Is all we can do today laugh?” Chuck asked, also laughing. He glanced at his watch. “Wow, we’ve been here for a while,” Pat moved closer for a shot of the time.
“Crap! I have a relatives coming over seconds from now!” he exclaimed. “My crazy cousin. O! That reminds me. There’s a camp coming up that I go to every year and I was wondering if you guys wanted to come this year? It’s English.” Camps were cool.
“That would be cool,” I said. “I’ll just have to talk to my parents,”
“Same,” A.J. and Lindsay said at the same time. The other guys agreed. We all began to head for the mall exit. Before the rest of us knew what was happening, David was spontaneous yet again and dashed into a Canada Trust Bank.
“We trust you Canada!” he yelled, ran out of the bank and out the mall doors.
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“David, you should probably call her parents,” Jeff said, as we all sat there in the waiting room.
“None of you guys want to do it by any chance, didn’t think so,” David sighed. “Just hope her mom answers instead of her dad,” There was a pay phone just outside the waiting room.
David’s POV:
I dialled Bev’s number and hoped her dad didn’t answer. The others always laugh that I’m slightly scared of him, but the guy is intimidating.
"Hello, Qwontin's residence" huh? One of her brothers?
“Huh? What?”
“Silly David,” he laughed. And the others thought I was weird.
“Uhh…Quentin? Is your mom there?”
"Uh....yup she is. Okie dokie, just a minute" I let out a sigh of relief. I wouldn’t have to talk to her dad. Quentin yelled that it was Bev’s boyfriend on the phone.
“What have you done to my daughter now?!” Spoke to soon. He sounded mad.
“M…Mr. Star…I haven’t done anything…” I stuttered. He was laughing. Smacking my palm against my forehead I realized he had been joking. “But, I am at the hospital with Bev. She’s sick, I think, well actually we’re not sure what’s wrong with her,” Mr. Star stopped laughing.
“She’s what? What happened?”
“I don’t know. She passed out and started throwing up.”
“We’ll be right there,” with that he hung up and I went back to the others.
“So?” Lindsay asked.
“They’re coming here,” I said.
“So now we call Pierre, Chuck, and A.J.?” Seb asked.
“I called the place they were playing at, but who ever answered the phone could barely hear me,” Lindsay said. “I can call Amy and Pat though,”
“We’re not gonna get a hold of them till the show is done.” Jeff added. It wasn’t long before Bev’s parents showed up and Mr. Star demanded to speak to a doctor. The doctor came out and obviously, the poor guy wasn’t aware that a few of us didn’t speak French.
“Speak English,” Mr. Star snapped, sounding very annoyed.
“Your daughter has Meningitis which means inflammation of the meninges, the membrane covering the brain” the doctor repeated in English, slightly taken aback. Ok, I didn’t understand a word of that. “We’ve done an IV. Now I need to know…” he turned to me, Lindsay, Seb, and Jeff. “People who are family members and living in or sleeping in the same house hold as the patient need to take an antibiotic. I need to also know if she has a boyfriend,”
“That’s me,” I answered.
“I need to know if you have kissed her today?” O sure! Ask me that right in front of her father! “Yes…” I avoided looking at Mr. Star. “Then you will have to receive an antibiotic as well,”
Pierre’s POV:
While we were packing up the gear the owner of the place told us that someone had called earlier and it had sounded like it was for us. And it sounded kinda urgent. A.J. called Lindsay and she wasn’t home, so then she called David who also wasn’t home. I ended up calling Amy who was home and told us that the others were all at the hospital with Bev. Next thing I new Chuck, A.J., and I were at the hospital.
“We’re looking for Beverley Star,” Chuck told the nurse at the front desk.
“Are you family?” she questioned.
“No we’re friends,”
“You’ll have to wait. I do believe there are some other people on the waiting room also waiting to see her,” We thanked the nurse and headed down the hall way.
“We should hear David before we see him.” A.J. joked, though she looked worried.
“Unless he is in a stunned silence,” Chuck had stopped walking. We’d come to the waiting room and David was indeed standing there in what seemed to be a stunned silence.
“David,” I said, trying to get his attention.
“You’re here,” he said, blinking.
“We are,” I blinked too.
“Who are you?” the intimidating man who had just barked at us was tall and slim and was giving us the scariest glare ever.
“Pierre” Seb was mouthing something behind the mans back. ‘Bev’s dad” was what it seemed like. Well no wonder David was scared of him. “Bouvier. I’m one of Bev’s friends. And these are A.J. Merton and Chuck Comeau,” I explained, gesturing to the aforementioned.
“Excuse me. Mr. and Mrs. Star? Your daughter is awake,” A nurse announced. Bev’s parents went in to see her and after a few minutes it was our turn.
“Hey,” she looked paler then usual, if that was even possible.
“Hey yourself. How are you feeling?” David asked.
“Fine actually,” our purple haired friend replied. “I got a board tapped to my wrist.” I laughed when I saw the board.
“What’s it for?” Jeff inquired.
“It’s holding a needle in place.” A.J. visibly flinched as Bev said that.
“O ew I hate needles,” she muttered.
“Good thing you’re not me then.” David laughed. “Stupid intibio tick.”
“Antibiotic. You make is sound like a type of tick,” Bev giggled. “Why do you need an antibiotic?”
“Its because I kissed you. Maybe I shouldn’t have done that,” That earned him an attempted whacking with the board, which didn’t work so well. ”I’m joking!”
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