Living Secret

SEQUEL TO DEAD ANYWAY Emily is supposed to be dead. She is dead, right? Wrong. The first night in the grave, something stirs, two somethings, and nothing will ever be the same. Emily knows the government doesn't approve of supernatural creatures, so she joins forces with her newfound twin sister Shera to keep their secret safe. However, trouble arises when they fail to do so. Please note that this Movella is rated YELLOW, due to the usage of minor language.


15. Hospital

When I wake up again, I'm in the hospital. There are plastic tubes all around me. My ribs don't feel so shattered anymore. I look down and see a scar all across my torso. I hit the call-a-nurse button. A young nurse with bright red, flowing hair that meets her waist in length. "Hi, I'm Becca, your nurse," she says kindly. "Hello, Becca," I reply. "What's this scar?" I nod at my ribcage. "You shattered your ribcage awful bad. We performed an emergency surgery to fix that up. There's a girl in the waiting room - looks just like you. She family?" "My sister," I answer, relieved. "Is she all right?" "She's fine, but she's real worried. D'you want her to come in?" Becca asks. "Sure," I say. Becca click-clacks with her high heels out of the room. Seconds later, a tearful Shera flies in. "EmilyI'msosorry!" She gasps, running all her words together. "It's fine - really." Becca pokes her head in. "Sorry to interrupt y'all, but Miss Emily Odell is free to go." "Thanks," I almost shout, leaping up out of bed. I rush into the lobby and out the front door with Shera following close behind me. "I know where I have to go," I say. I realize we're still in our Project Uniforms. "Well, first to Kohl's," I laugh. So we hitchhike to Kohl's (literally) and shop for clothes. When we leave with armfuls of bags, we pop into the Apple store next door and I buy an iPhone 6 to replace the iPhone 5C I lost in the hurricane. Then, I dial Max's number.

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