Searching Wind Middle School

Sammi smiled mysteriously. "Then what is your type?" she asked.

(okay darn it :()

"Just not the type that I have to grab onto all the time to keep her from beating someone up!" Emmett said, not liking how deep this was getting. "Anyways, Umm... What's your type?" he dared to ask, but he was running out of questions already.

"Oh, I don't know," she said, forgetting he was there for a moment. She closed her eyes and daydreamed. "A guy who's pretty quiet like me, but really kind on the inside.
Someone who likes horses, someone who has dark hair and amazing eyes..." she trailed off. Suddenly, her eyes flung open and she realized she had basically just described Emmett. She hugged her knees and hid her tomato-red face in them.

Emmett's eyes widened, and he stepped away a bit, still leaning against the tree, trying to act casual like he didn't care, "Yah... well...,. your turn..."

(OOOOOH SO CUTE!)

(My bad. I was on kyterlize's account. She had logged on my computer and I forgot to log her out)

Sammi couldn't believe she had said that! Without looking up, she thought of a question. "What's your favorite color?" she asked, figuring that was safe.

"I don't know about you but I'm kinda bored" Jimmy said.

(i thought we decided 2 skip ahead 2 detention the next day)

(Oh right. Should i say somehthing about detention?)

Amelia walked into the Freeze Box, once again. She had been reading in class, again, and got thrown out of class.

"Black," Emmett said, it was pretty obvious.

"Oh, really? I thought you'd say pink for sure!" Sammi said in a semi-sarcastic tone.

Emmett rolled his eyes, "Yours is probably pink, right?"

"Hah! Don't count on it!" Sammi laughed.

Shaye leaned over the railing on the second floor of their school. She was trying to see if Nathan was in the freeze box, and he wasn't texting her back. She had gotten a bathroom pass and was just trying to see....... "Woah!" she screamed as she lost her balance and fell over the edge, dropping to the first floor. She screamed in agony as she landed, thinking she broke her arm.

"What is it than??" Emmett said, kind of annoyed.

((Dude, Misteh, you got Emmett totally wrong ^^"))

(I know, this is MY Emmett ;))

"Well, you'll just have to find out!" Sammi giggled as she mounted her horse. She tried to sound mysterious but just sounded stupid.

Shaye looked up at Nathan. "Ugh, I'm such a klutz!" she cried. She tried to move her arm but it hurt to much. She looked incredulously at the banister she had fallen from, realizing it was probably 15 feet high. She couldn't believe she'd done that!



(i was thinking hospital... we need some action)

Emmett looked at her strangely before turning around, "Yah, surrre...."

((Oh!))

Nathan shook his head. "What am I to do with you?" He said playfully. As soon as he stepped into the office, they were surrounded by people. Next thing he knew, he was sitting in an ambulance with Shaye next to him on a stretcher.

((im soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo depressed D: my real-life nathan now has a gf who is most likely smarter and better looking than me and now he wont even talk 2 me in language arts where i sit right next to him! D: D: D: ))

Shaye was bustled about in a whirlwind of excitement. She was so tired! She closed her eyes for what felt like a second and when she opened them, she was in an ambulance with Nathan at her side. She felt electric shocks sprint through her body when she realized that he held her "petite" hand in his. The heart rate machine got rapidly faster then slowed back to normal. Embarrassed, she smiled up at him with a weary smile.

((I know! I'm so sorry Kenna! You are soooooo much better than her.))

Nathan chuckled at her. "Excited a little, aren't you?" He said playfully, indication the heart rate

((no im not thats the problem. apparently shes super nice and amazingly atheletic and shes obviously smarter than me cuz shes in ur pod! grr!))

Her face turned tomato-red. "Uh, what?" she asked. Her world was dizzy and blurry because of the Morphine they had given her. The only thing clear to her was Nathan's undoubtable presence and the silky tone of his voice. She had trouble making out his words, though, which ticked her off. She strained to understand him, her arm throbbing.
She was surprised the rest of her body didn't hurt. She was sure it was bruised, and her arm was the only thing that felt broken. She vaguely remembered putting her hand out to try and break her fall. That must be it.

((sry i wrote so much im bored and felt the need 4 details!))