Hayes' POV
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I opened the nurse's cabin door and saw that Angele was crying, no sobbing. I hurried over to her side, kneeling by her.
"Hey, what happens to being tough?" I asked attempting to make her smile. It worked. The sides of her thin mouth turned upwards making her hazel eyes sparkle. I couldn't help but smile as well.
"Sometimes one is strong for to long that the slightest amount of pressure breaks them."
"Wow, deep."
"I didn't come up with it. A friend of mine sent it to me a while back."
"And to think here I was thinking you were so cool."
"Man, I guess I'll just have to redeem myself." She snapped her fingers.
"Yep." I grinned.
The nurse came around the corner, "Hayes, can I speak with you?"
"Um... yeah... I guess." I stood.
"Um, Hayes?" Angele asked.
"Yeah?"
"Can I get my clothes?"
"Oh yeah sorry." I said blushing as I passed her the outfit and sweater.
"Thanks."
I turned and followed the nurse back into her private office.
So another short chapter sorry guys... I know it's boring but it'll get better... at least I hope so...