When we reached the nurse's office ten centuries later, we instantly regretted it. Mrs. Benton was the most useless nurse of our time. Apparently everything can be solved with an ice pack.
"What happened to him," Mrs. Benton asked without looking up from her Vampire Diaries novel.
"I fell," Josh answered as he limped to one of the waiting chairs. I helped him sit down.
"Where? Off the roof? Impossible! The stairs couldn't do that much damage unless they had oil on them. Like my husband when he slips in the shower on the soap bar," she said. The husband part was a little too much information. Scary thoughts and I hoped she didn't elaborate on it.
"Someone pushed me," Josh grumbled. "Doesn't matter anyway I'm fine." He once again flexed his left arm, this time it moved more smoothly. And I could have sworn there were more cuts on his arm.
"Yeah Candy, Josh seems like he's doing pretty fine," Sam added. He and Josh's eyes connected and there was a glare off.
"Excuse me but I hate being left out of things. Did I miss something?" I asked, a little angry.
"Not at all, just stating the facts," Sam replied, and turned to look at me. He smiled.
"Well I think we need a second more professional opinion," Josh added defiantly. He turned to the nurse and asked, "So what does it look like to you?"
The nurse walked over to Josh and started touching and squeezing it. She did this a couple times, each time seeming more and more unsure. Finally it seemed like she gave up and walked back over to her chair. She then turned to us and sighed. "Nothing's broken; probably just a sprain. I do think you should get checked out by a doctor and at least sit out footballfor a couple days. Go to the bathroom and wash up all that blood while I call your parents," the nurse ordered to Josh.
Josh nodded and went to the bathroom towards the side of the small, cramped room I never noticed until now. Then the nurse left to go call his home leaving just Sam and I alone.
"You want to scope the place out for drugs?" Sam asked suddenly in a jokingly way. "We could totally inhale the hydrogen peroxide until we throw up. You get first dibs."
"Thanks but no thanks. I like to keep my insides in," I played along.
We made tons more jokes and by the time Josh came out we were leaning on each other for support. And dying to use the bathroom. He seemed to be staring at me but not directly at me. I tried to follow his gaze, only to see Sam's hand on my thigh rather far from the friendly zone. In one quick motion I stood up, letting the hand fall to the chair.
I cleared my throat. "It's time to go," I said pointing to the clock. "Come on."
We went to our seperate lockers and in five minutes time were ready. No one really felt like talking. It was pretty much awkward. Sam was the one to break the silence.
"Want me to walk you home?" he asked.
I could tell it was just a friendly gesture and would have accepted. But I had a much better offer than a walk home with Sam. One that saved my feet. I hadn't even noticed that the three of us were walking out of the building, a few idlers hanging by the sidewalk from the school. I heard a car horn.
"Maybe next time. I have someone else picking me up," I said staring at the black sports car.
As if on cue, Ricky stepped out of the car rather gracefully. I sped my step, unlike the boys behind me who had stopped.
"Hey," I said loudly, about two yards from Ricky.
"Sorry I'm late but traffic was heavy and I stopped for a snack," he explained.
"It's actually cool. You're right on time," I said.
We closed the distance between us and pressed our lips together in a gentle kiss.. Our tongues intwined for a brief moment before he broke away.
"I was wondering if we could head over to my place. Less public more private, to do our homework together," he asked.
"We don't even go to the same school together," I chuckled.
"True but the faster we get our homework done, the faster we can watch a movie and I can meet the parent. Plus I think letting your mom know I'm a good influence on you can benefit us in the future," he pointed out.
"Mmmm k," Iagreed and with that, I got intlo the passenger seat of the car and buckled up. I rolled down my window just a little, but enough to see Sam and Josh shaking hands and finally talking. I will never get how boys make up so quickly.