I was in the shade under a tree reading, I know total cliche. And, bonk, I was hit in the head with a football. I was immediately sent to the infirmary, I don’t know though because it barely hurt.but little did I know the person who kicked the ball would change my life for the worse.

In the infirmary Conner would not stop apologizing. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, like bro I don’t care. I just wanted him to leave me alone,” could you just leave?” I snarled.

“What did you just say,” his friend, probably girlfriend, said moving out from behind him,”Conner is apologizing and you’re being rude to him.”

“He hit me in the head with a ball, how am I supposed to be nice to some dumb jock. If you care so much why don’t you take your boyfriend and leave, seems like it would be the most ideal move to make.” I was trying my best not to yell at the girl who probably spends all her money on clothing and makeup.

“Maybe I will,” she rushed around in a fit wrapping her arm through Conner pulling him with her.

“Finally they’re gone,” I mutter to myself as I lie down. I don’t think I could’ve lasted another minute.

“Oh no, the group’s probably waiting for me. I should message them.”

Sky: where are you? We’ve been waiting for an hour.

Me: sorry I got hit in the head with a ball, im in the infirmary.

Mad Hatter (Maddie): WHO DID IT!

Mad Hatter (Maddie): WHERE ARE THEY I’M GONNA GET ‘IM!

Me: please don’t do that I don’t want to cause anymore commotion his girlfriend already caused enough.

Fall leaves (Quinn): I swear to god Ty if we EVER see whoever did that im going to give them hell of a broken nose.

Wii addict (will): now you can’t even come to the party anymore. What am I to do without my co-host?

Me: I can still make it to the party I promise.

Wii addict (will): okay but as soon as you get out of the infirmary meet us at the spot.

Me: I’ll head over soon.

Sky: see you later, I guess, hope you’re okay.

As I tuck my phone away I ask the nurse, “can I leave yet?”

“ Do you feel like you need to be here?” the nurse replied

“No.”

“Do you have anywhere better to be?”

“yes.”

“Then you’re free to leave, you’re not a prisoner.”

As I leave I wonder whether or not I should go to the spot. I don’t really want to be there right now but I feel like if they found out they’d be upset and wonder if I’m their real friend.

They already question why I can’t be around, but I can’t tell them that I’m at work because then they’d come visit me and dad would get upset and it would be the same horrible thing just like it always has.

Or it could end up worse, dad could find out I’m not his little princess anymore. Then they’d find out just how much he like to f&^* with me.