Ashley walked behind Dr. Carlin and smiled when she saw Kali was in fact ok. She was sitting there telling the other doctors and nurses about her great accident. She stopped when she looked up and saw Ashley. She smiled then looked down. “Did you tell her the story doc?” Kali asked Dr. Carlin.

Ashley walked over to Kali and pulled her into a hug. “Never ever scare me like that again, kid. She didn’t tell me what happened, but I would love to hear it from you.”

“Well, you know how you said I can’t watch TV. Well I was really trying to do my homework, but the clock came telling me that SpongeBob was on. I wanted to be a good girl and listen, but that stupid clock wouldn’t let me. So I looked for the remote and I couldn’t find it. I only had one minute left before the show came on, so I got some books and stacked them under the TV on the wall and tried to claim up. I was just about to turn the TV on when the books fell and I fell with it.” She looked down when she finished her story. Ashley wanted to be mad, but that was really a great story and she looked broken enough already.

“I’m not mad.”  Kali smiled. “But, if you ever do that again, I will be more then mad I will be furious.” She looked at Ashley then looked down while shaking her head. Ashley looked to Dr. Carlin who was smiling. “Is she okay to go now?”

“Yes I just need to you sign some papers and than Little Miss Kali can leave and finish that homework of hers.” She smiled at Kali, than walked out the door while Ashley followed.

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Spencer sat at her computer surfing the web because she really didn’t have anything else to do because of her lack of a social life at this moment in time.

“Spencer?”

“Yea, dad?”

“Going out for a while. I’ll be back soon.”  She was about to respond but she heard the door close.

“Really a shame my dad has a better social life then me.” She laughed to herself then went back to surfing the web.

She was looking under a chat room profile when she decided to read some of the profiles.

They were mostly all lame. Some old man pretending to be young or some lame kids. But then she read one that got her attention:

This is totally lame, but I’ll do it anyway. Well I am 16. I am not your typical teen. I am not all cheery cheery like all those damn Cheerleaders. Really what I am on here looking for is someone to just talk to. It get’s kind of lonely sometimes, but I would never admit that. Anyway I don’t really know what to say, but just write me back if you are interested in talking to a lonely teen.

PS. If you are an old dirty man then fuck off. If you are a old dirty women then…umm…never mind…lol..

Signed- Lonely Teen.

Spencer instantly wrote back.

Lonely Teen-

I know what it is like to be lonely. I have been living in a new town for the past 5 months and have yet to meet someone to talk to. I don’t get it just because I am gay everyone hates me…

Spencer looked at what she wrote and thought about erasing the last part. She didn’t want to scare the girl off so soon, but then again she didn’t want to not be herself so she left it.

Anyway where was I? Oh, yea. I really loved what you wrote even though it wasn’t all that much, but it was still honest. I am 16 as well. I would love to talk to you sometime; maybe we could make a friend and not have to be so lonely anymore.

Hope this is okay.

Signed- Hopefully- Waiting.

Spencer sent it and hoped that she would get a response. Something told her that this new girl would turn out to be a great friend.