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Doctor Jackson (Part 12)
I had been so lonley. Michael was still gone, and I had a feeling he wouldn't come for awhile yet. I didn't really want to hear from my sister since our fight. The TV was not working right. I pressed the little button thing for the nurse and she came in. I asked for some food and she went and got my chart. Nurse: Hmmm... (skims through chart names) ...your name is Amy, right? Me: Yes. Nurse: Ok, good, cause you can eat now. Me: Ummm, Dr. Jackson told me I could eat this morning. Nurse: What time? Me: 5:00 a.m. Nurse: Oh yes, Im sorry. Let me get organized here... The nurse looked like she was in her late 20's - early 30's. She was kinda on the plump side, with red hair tied up in a bun. Nurse: Ohhh, its on the chart over here! Silly me! Sorry. Ok, Ill get you something. Me: Ok, thankyou very much! The nurse came in the room with some blueberry mufin (yuck! blueberry? I sure miss Michael...) I smiled politely and took a bite. When she left the room, I spit it out in the garbage next to me bed, getting it in my the skin of my teeth. I held the muffin for a moment. Michael walked in the room, closing the door behind him imediatly, and panting. Me:(screams from fright) Oh my God! Michael: Sorry. You ok? Me:Yeah. Ummm... ...are you ok? Michael: Yeah, me and one of the nurses just had a race in the hall just now. I kinda won and she is slightly a sore loser so she chased me around the hospital and so I saw your room and ran for cover so now, I am explaining to you why Im breathing heavy and slamed the door. Me: Interesting! Boy was I glad to see him, Michael, being so sexy! Michael: (walks to side table) I thought you hate bluebery muffin... Me: Long story... Michael: So what have you been up to while Iv been gone? Me: Nothing. Michael: That sucks... Michael gentley stroked my forehead with his middle finger.
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