lost love by elizabeth fritz (the lemonade war series TXT) 📕

quickly, hoping he understood.
He stared at me for a moment and then nodded, “Okay, well then. Get well soon, I better get going.”
“Right. Ummmm okay then, I’ll seeya around I hope.” I said kind of disappointed.
“Yup! Will do. Bye.” He said and headed out.
I sighed and walk up to my bed and slowly drift to sleep. break a leg?

wake up just in time to be late.
I groan and feel worse than ever. I pull myself out of bed and then I get a phone call. Michael….
“Hey Michael.” I say.
“Shannon.” He sounds sick as well.
“The game. Are you here yet?” He asks.
“Um IM ON MY WAY!” I say and hang up.
I get my way to the bathroom and freshen up, then change into my cheerleading uniform, tie up my hair and cover my sick face with makeup.
I get downstairs and start heading outside. I meet Luke.
“Mornin’ kid!” He greets with a huge grin.
I roll my eyes, “Luke.”
“You ready for some cheerleading?” He asked with the same smile.
“Yeah pretty much.”
“Need a ride?” He asked walking towards his car.
I hesitate for a moment. “Well… yeah I do actually.”
He smiled, “Come on Shannon. Hop in.”
“You’re going too?” He asked.
“Well yeah… I like basketball. Watching it.”
“Oh okay. Great. THANKS!” I smiled and I ride shotgun in the front seat.
In the car we didn’t talk much, but there were no awkward silences either.

Luke: So, I see you’ve been using a lot of your makeup.
Me: *Blush* Well, yeah… I needed something to hide my hideous face.
Luke: *Chuckle* Your face is fine. How are you anyway?
Me: *Coughs Hysterically.*
Luke: Woah okay I get it!
Me: Yep. *Smile*

Yeah, that’s mostly it. Then we got there, thankfully just in time.
I waved at Emily, clumsily, who was sitting next to Dan. His arm was draped around her waist and he was talking to a guy beside him. Anyway, she waved back, smiling widely and again, I could tell that she knew I looked very bad.
I glanced back and saw that Luke had joined Will, who was there to support Josh. Then I saw Kelly walk up behind Luke. He looked back and smiled at her, and they started talking. I rolled my eyes and then I met up with the squad.
“Shannon! You’re late… and you look awful!” One of them (Hannah) said.
“Gee, thanks Hannah.” I say.
“Don’t tell me you’re sick!” She looks at me.
“I won’t,” I force a smile at her and turn around, but someone grabs me from behind. I look back and it’s Michael.
“Shannon.” He looks at me, letting go.
“Oh my God.” I cover my mouth with both hands.
“Yeah..” he frowns.
His face is all pale and his eyes have dark circles underneath them. His hair is messier than it always is and the tip of his nose is red.
“I have a cold.” He points out the obvious.
“Me too.” I say just like he does. “But we’ll live… maybe.”
“I guess we might. Good luck.” He said backing away.
“Yep! Break a leg!” Only he didn’t, I did.
Okay, this is what happened. I’ll start from the beginning.

Well the game started and we had to go on. I and the rest of the squad started our first act of cheerleading. Nothing too complicated. Anyway it went quite well. Although I have to admit I was feeling quite sick. After that the game was starting, I wiped my nose and we all had to cheer.
The score was good till now. Our team was winning. I was just watching Michael play a bit. Michael is a really good player. But today, we could all tell the difference in his skills.
“What’s wrong with your boyfriend, Shannon?” Another cheerleader asked me.
I sighed, “Well he’s obviously sick…”
“Just like you.” She said. “I mean… what were you two doing!?” She wanted to know.
I looked at her, “I went to his room.” Then I walked away, leaving her in suspense like I do to everyone.
Emily came down to me, leaving Daniel there alone with the guy he was talking to.
“Shannon!” she whispered.
“Emily!” I whispered back. “Wait why are we whispering?!”
“Ah” she groans without whispering, “Anyway, you look different today. What’s with all the makeup!?”
“I have a cold.” I tell her, shrugging. “I really don’t wanna be here.”
“Oh god! And what about Michael!? You got him sick too!?” she asked.
I gasped, “HE asked for it! It’s not my fault. I didn’t know what was living in his room…”
“You went to his room!” she exclaimed. I couldn’t tell if she was asking me so I stayed silent. “Did you?”
I sneezed, “Didn’t I just say I did?”
“Oh… What did you do?” she asked curiously
I would have told her but I wasn’t in the mood to speak. “It’s not important. Gotta run!” I said and walked away, now leaving yet another in suspense. I’m sure she thought of it in a wrong way. Then we came to the interval.
We needed to do a pyramid. And guess who had to be at the top? You don’t even need to guess. The question implies it. Well of course, me.

I climbed up to the top of it while singing and that’s when it happened.
It was like, one minute we’re singing while the guys are eyeballing us, and the next, people are calling ambulance.
You can’t say it was my fault. Because it wasn’t. In fact this is all Michaels fault. All of it!
So when I got to the top of the pyramid, I felt wobbly and lazy. All these weird sick feelings. They all came to me at once. And… I just fell. The really surprising thing was that I was the only one that did. Everyone else was in place, watching me. There was a sudden gasp from the audience. I could sense a large circle forming around me, people yelling for someone to call the ambulance.
I was lying there unconscious and I just knew that I had a broken leg. Before I even got an x ray.
The ambulance crew arrived with a stretcher and someone gently pulled me onto one, taking me in.

When I woke up I was in a hospital room, on a hospital bed.
“She’s awake!” some one called. Dad…
“Honey! Are you feeling any better?” My mom rushed over and crouched next to the bed, holding my hand.
I nodded, and looked around the room. It was packed with quite a few people. There was Dad, mom, Justin, Angela, Emily, Daniel, Josh, Will and…. Luke!
“Yeah I think I’m good.” I looked at my right leg, “Oh my god.” I sighed. There was a cast from my toes to right under my knee.
“Shannon, sweety, you broke your leg.” My mom said.
I still don’t get why people think I’m still five and they tell me things that I kind of already figured out. “Really mom.” I asked her.

“Shannon! Oh my God. That was so horrible! I was so worried! Are you okay!?” Emily panicked coming to the other side of the bed.
I took a tissue and blew my nose, and then I nodded. “Just fine.” I said. “But what’s with all the people here?!” I whispered the last part. No one was paying that much attention to me anyway.
“Oh that, I really don’t know.” She shrugged.
“Well then.” I surveyed around, trying to see if Michael was anywhere in sight. Nope. Not at all. I guess I cant really blame him. He was sick too. “How did the rest of the game go?” I asked, and now Dan was standing beside Emily.
“We lost.” He informed, “Michael needed to sneeze on the winning shot and he did.” Dan chuckled, “Sad but hilarious.”
I smiled, “Oh well…”
“Why are you smiling Shan…?” Emily asked, suspicious.
I shake my head, “Oh nothing. It’s nothing.” I grin and leave her in suspense. Yet once more.
She shook her head as well and sighed, “Okay. Whatever. I wanna be the first to sign your cast.”
“Knock yourself down.” I shrugged.
She stared at me, “It’s knock yourself out… But anyway.”

And that’s the story of my poor little leg. The exciting stuff comes further into it.

*KNOCK*

A bit later that Sunday, Luke came up to me with a white rose, in the hospital room.
“Hey, Shanny, how are you feeling?” He asked, handing me the Rose with a smug grin on his face.
I arched my eyebrows, taking the flower. “Well… I’m better than before. Now I have a cold AND a broken leg.” I sighed.
He chuckled, “Its gonna be okay” he said, Sitting down on the bed beside me.
Okay so now, mostly everyone had left. Emily and Dan left a while ago and everyone else left right after signing my cast. Mom and dad went to go get my crouches. So it was just me and Luke. Alone in a hospital room. Ooooh.
“Mhmm, so how is Kelly?” I asked.
“Kelly? Oh Kelly…” He chuckled, “She’s Kellyish I guess.” He smiled shrugging.
I rolled my eyes but cracked a smile.
“So do I get a go in signing your leg?” He asked.
I nodded, “Just use a little space. Everyone will want to sign it. My little cousins I mean.” I said handing him a marker set. “Here you go.”
He nodded and took the pack, taking out a few colours.
After a moment of scribbling on my cast he sighed pleasurably, at his master work. “Ah it just makes your cast look so better.”
I got up and tried to see it. “Where did you write it?”
“Oh it’s at the back” he said chuckling.
“What does it say!?” I asked curiously, looking him in the eyes. Beautiful eyes.
He looked at me for a moment. “Just the usual.” He said with a sheepish smile, that made me suspicious. Hey!
“Hey! You’re stealing my thunder!” I complained, “You’re leaving me in suspense?!”
He nodded, smiling, “Yup!”
I rolled my eyes, “That’s my job!”
He laughed, “Okay! Sorry!”
“It’s okay. Anyway…” I thought of something to say.
“Did Michael come?” He asked looking at me.
“Umm no,” I shrugged.
“What a boyfriend.” He said chuckling.
“Nah, he’s sick as well. I heard that they lost the game because of him.” I told him.
“Yeah, he must be killing himself over it, although everyone said it was okay.” Luke sighed patting my knee. He just has to make me smile doesn’t he?
“Why would he be doing that?” I asked.
“He is a guy…” He shrugged.
Then mom and dad rushed through the door, “-can you say that, it might just be- Oh hello!” My mom smiled at us, stopping her conversation with dad.
Luke turned his head, and smiled, getting up, “Hey, how are you guys?”
Dad smiled, “Hey. You’re the new people on the block right?”