21. March 4
I wrestle on some clothes mother packed for me, frantically brushing my askew hair, and swishing a brush through my teeth, until I felt somewhat cleaner than before. Skidding out into the corridor, my heart thumping with nervous butterflies.
I slip out of the door, my footsteps echoing through the near-empty corridor. And I see Finn waving at me! His face spread out in a wide grin. I dash over to him, but suddenly, my feet demand to not co-operate, tripping myself up. I start falling down to the marble floor, and a scream elicits from my mouth, expecting my skull to shatter when it makes contact to the floor.
But I don't hit the floor.
Finn Logan leaps forward, lifting me into his strong muscular arms, a second before I slam against the marble. My heart doubles in pase, and I give out a nervous giggle.
I could do that again.
Finn gives an equally nervous laugh, standing me up. I laugh again, and we end up in a giggling heap in the middle of the corridor. A nurse passes us, giving us a weird look, and we dash outside into the hospital parking lot, but I have no idea how because we're laughing so hard.
"Did... Did you see the look on that nurses face!?!" Finn gasps out. I want to reply, but my stomach is hurting so much from giggling.
A random voice makes me look up, my laughter disappearing. Finn Logan gives me a weird look.
"It wasn't me!" A pit forms in my stomach. It could only mean one thing.
I mean um... Sarah.