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Post by kimcora on Nov 1, 2011 23:34:16 GMT -5
Claire watched after Matt, her face falling slightly in concern. What was wrong with him? ‘This has to be over Natalie right? I caused him to get mad…’ She looked down slightly suddenly feeling annoyed with how oblivious she could be at times. Posh pursed her lips slightly in thought her eyes narrowing slightly. So Natalie really was picking at him still. God, the girl was going to get herself into serious trouble. She looked over at Claire, her annoyance rising with her. “So I take it things didn’t go too well.” Claire shrugged, before looking up at Posh. “I take it they didn’t get along very well.” Posh smiled slightly and shook her head. “Nope. Practically hate each other.” Claire nodded a little, understanding the situation a little more. “Don’t worry about it. Matt is just a bit edgy from the break up…Just give him some time to cool off and things should be better.” Or at least that’s what Posh hoped. She would go find him later, just to check on him. It hurt her a bit to see him still troubled even after getting rid of his problem. She wouldn’t put up with Natalie picking at him, but she also couldn’t fight his battles for him. Matt wouldn’t tolerate her doing something like that. The two sat in one of the halls, talking over other things before falling into study. Claire looked down at her paper, Adele playing over her ipod as she tried to write the notes from one of the books she had. Though her eyes scanned the pages she couldn’t think. She just kept wondering if Matt would really be alright…but he didn’t know her that well so should she be worrying? Why did she worry? It was none of her business after all right? Posh plucked the page of notes from her. “Claire gosh, you’re just scribbling all over the page. Where’s your mind wandered off to?” She laughed and Claire blushed slightly. “I’m just…nowhere. I’m just a bit…excited for the rain is all.” She said, moving her hair from her eyes before getting to her feet. “Well I’m done with all this studying…I suppose you need to get going too.” Posh nodded, getting up with Claire. “Yeah, I wanted to pop in on Matt. Want me to get you back to your dorm?” Claire shook her head. She wanted to have more time to think things over anyways. “I’m fine. I’m just a brisk walk from here anyways.” She said, and Posh nodded. “Kay well see you later.” Claire walked the opposite way from Posh both girls going to where they felt they were needed. Claire found her way out of the building and up to her building, her cares however felt a bit heavier as she ascended the stairs to the third floor and walked up to her room. She tossed her stuff on the bed and went to the window, her eyes tracing the skyline. It seemed all clear, without a trace of a cloud in sight. She felt a bit disappointed not to see the rain…it made things feel so nice and made her feel a little better, that and she hoped it would help her new friends-if she was allowed to call them that-feel better.
“Come on, pick up.” Posh muttered to herself, trying Matt’s phone for the second time. She tapped her foot, her eyes narrowed slightly in displeasure as she paced the parking lot of the school next to her car. She wanted to talk to him, to hear his voice and just make sure he wasn’t doing something stupid or that Natalie hadn’t done anything else stupid.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 3, 2011 8:55:00 GMT -5
Matt faintly heard his phone but didn't bother with it till it stopped then when it started ringing again he sighed, putting down the bag he was holding; crossing the room to answer it on the charger. Picking it up with his good hand he answered," Yeah?" When the person spoke he realized it was Posh. He didn't think Posh would have called him but his hand was starting to get to him, only having picked up glass in the kitchen so far and a few trash bags of completely ruined things.
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Post by kimcora on Nov 3, 2011 21:18:32 GMT -5
Posh was glad he picked up but could hear something in his voice. She wouldn't push it though, knowing he probably didn't want the answer the call to begin with. Besides she was just checking in right? no harm in that... "Hey sorry, you looked a bit peeved. Just wanted to check in, that's all." She said, not wanting to sound like a mom worrying about a son, but she was really worried about him some times ~~~ Claire walked into the small clinic, her eyes flitting from side to side as she all but ghosted into the place. She gad to get off campus before the boredome killed her so she decided to tour some of the older places of town. Besides she needed to check into getting her lisence looked at she was going to be staying as a partial residence. That and...she really wanted to check out some of the places her mother had been and visit the place her mother worked when she was little. She walked up to the counter and in a small voice got the attention of the receptionist, "Is there a miss Karen Wickham here?" "Why yes-" "Who's looking for her?" A rather skeptical woman's voice asked as an older lady with brown hair walked up to the desk. It was after a moment of looking at Claire's face that the woman's face fell and finally a smile spread across her lips. "CLAIRE?! Say it isn't so!" She laughed, hurrying round the counter to hug her. Claire let out a small laugh, remembering Miss Karen being this sweet. She was her mother's best friend and her father's cousin, she came to visit alot during the holdiays sometimes but it had been almost 5 years since she'd seen her. "So how have you been? You're dad told me you've enrolled at (blah blah blah) Acedemy! That's one of the toughest schools in England." Claire nodded her face turning a slight pink from everyone looking at the scene going on. "Yeah, I made it in on a scholarship...Dad told you? I thought he was in the Abu Daubi?" "Not now, he's on his way to the Arctic this week. Aparently he wants to do a story on ice...I swear that man and I can't be related." She laughed, before patting Claire's cheek and directing her to sit on a chair behind the desk. "So tell me, how's the new school?" "Wonderful. The classes are challenging, the professors are studious, and the people are very...friendly?" She said and Karen nodded. "Yeah kids here can be a little uptight around new people but they tend to simmer down after the newness wears off." Karen said before going off on a story about Claire's mother, instantly grabbing Claire's full attention.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 4, 2011 9:06:27 GMT -5
He could hear the concern in Posh's voice, sighing he finally said," I need you to drive me to the clinic, I think I broke my hand...I'm at my place...Your not with Claire are you?" He asked about Claire for the reason that he didn't want her seeing him with this hand being all busted up, he thought it made him look immature and like he had a temper. Not to mention the Files on his would place him as the teacher since they had been updated by the schools. Claire might be turned off by that idea and only think of him as a friend, that would suck.
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Post by kimcora on Nov 4, 2011 21:24:48 GMT -5
Posh frowned slightly, her protective nature taking over when she heard him say he might have broken his hand. But of course he asked about Claire. Of all the people in the world, of course Matt would worry about how he seemed with a broken hand. She rolled her eyes but didn't let the concern leave her. "Yeah...I mean no-no she's not with me, went back to her room to burry her nose in a book or something, yes I can come and get you. Just ice it till I get there kay? See you in a sec." She hopped in her car quite quickly, wondering what could have happened for him to break something. Did something happen to set him off or something? She sighed, just wanting to make sure things didn't get worse. She stopped outside his place, putting her car into park and hopping out to knock on the door. She waited patiently though on the inside she was itching to see what had really happened.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 5, 2011 19:29:34 GMT -5
"Alright." After he hung up, he was sure shew as going to be over in a little to nothing. He sat in the kitchen with the ice pack on his hand a heavy sigh leaving him when he heard the door. Bringing his ice pack be opened the door, opening it wide to allow Posh in. The house was still trashed, the dent where he punched the wall completely visible and easy to figure out what had happened. There were books, papers, broken glass, fabrics furniture every where- nothing was right. It looked like WW3, only in a house. "Sorry to ask this but I didn't think I could drive...Lets get going okay? I gotta clean some more tonight before bed." He said as he grabbed his jacket and was standing by the door as he watched her look around.
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Post by kimcora on Nov 5, 2011 22:59:06 GMT -5
And look round she did. Posh was in shell shock at the entire place, at first not even realizing this was a room. "What the hell happened here-?!" She kicked over a book at her feet and noticed it was one that was once on the book shelf yonder, or what was left of it. She also noticed the nice sized dent on the wall, enough of one that she knew it was done by a rather pissed off flying fist that was currently most likely in incredible pain. "No problem. It's a short ways from here anyhow. Just remember to give me a few bonus points on the next test." She said as a joke, following out the door. She opened the door to one side of her mustang for him before circling over to the right to get in the drivers side. She got the car started and when everyone was set and settled she peeled out of the drive and into the street. "So, I take it things aren't looking to bright now are they." She said, stating the obvious but not knowing what much else to say to him, to express that she could tell this was going to be a hell of a next few days. ~~~ "And this is the stethoscope, this is the heart monitor we just got in from New Castle. Saint Bonaventure just donated a could of these new defibulators and I think that man over there thinks he's Charles the IV. He's the older gentlemen, families brought him here almost every weekened. Poor thing has dimentia." Claire looked around as she listened to Karen ramble, looking at the shiny things and peices of equipment she point out. When she came up to one of the stethoscopes she picked it up, looking it over curiously. "So mother was in to all of this?" She asked flipping the cold metal in the hands. Karen noticed the sadness in Claire's eyes as her mind seemed to wander, and she bit her lip, trying to decide what to say. "Yeah, she was really good in the small time medical career. She was good with everyone, all the patients, young and old. Always had a cute little smile on her face, looked just like you do now you know, never seemed to grow up." Claire smiled though on the inside she felt the sting of that final comment. Her mother never grew up, still saught something more even when she was suposed to be settled down and a mother.... She pushed the thought away as she heard a kid crying as he ran for his life down the halls. He was about seven, with dark reddish curly hair and green eyes that were wide with fear. Not seeming to care where he went or paying attention, he smacked into Claire and landed on his butt on the floor infront of her. He began to cry, making Claire instantly drop down to her knees to check on him. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" She asked him and he sniffled a little, shaking his head. "NO! I don't want a shot!" He shouted, tears pouring down his cheeks at this point. A woman in a track suite came running up to them, babbling about being the nanny and how young Robert had gotten away from her when the doctor had tried to give him his chicken pox vacination. Claire watched the woman try to pick Robert up but the kid just faught her the whole time, squirming to the point she dropped him back to the floor. Claire gave it another moment before she reached behind him to the medical cart and picked a lolipop from the bunch there. She hid it carefully and smiled at Robert now at his level. "Hey..Robert. Shots can be scary, I know, but it's important to be brave. Do you know what brave little boys and girls get?" He sniffled and shook his head. Claire reached behind his ear, producing the lolipop which made Robert instantly stop crying. "They get a special treat. Come on, lets see if you can be a brave boy now for Nanny and the doctor." She said, taking his hand and helping him up to his feet. The Nanny thanked her as Claire gave her Robert's hand and the lolipop before they walked back into the room. "Well done..Thought I was going to have to mop the floors again." Karen laughed, making Claire giggle to herself before they returned to the desk up front. Since Karen had to go back to work, Claire was left to man the desk, just to simply make sure people sign in. It was a boring job but at least she got a lolipop out of it.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 6, 2011 12:07:32 GMT -5
In the car he smiled at her comment," Its fine, It was just a-well I was mad and I needed to hit something..." When they pulled up he got out and waiting for Posh to follow him inside he went to sign in at the front desk, and was very surprised to see who was behind the desk. Claire was sitting behind the desk to get people to sign in, that confused him. "Claire? What are you doing here?" He asked particularly trying to hide his hand from her, all thought hat was why he was there in the first place.
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Post by kimcora on Nov 6, 2011 18:33:20 GMT -5
When she heard someone walking up, she raised up the sign in board but when they spoke she blinked and looked to see it was Posh and Matt. She pulled the lolipop from her lips and smiled to them. "Ah hey...well I was here visiting an old friend and they got really busy so I offered to help with something small." She paused and looked to him with a small cock of her head. "What happened? Why are you guys here?" Posh wasn't smiling but went to the sign in, signing Matt's name. "It's nothing big kitten. Matt's just here for a quick check on his hand." She said, giving him a small look at him trying to hide his hand, almost as if saying 'well dummy this is what you get for trying to go incredible hulk on your door'. Claire frowned not noticing the exchange, now worried. "Oh well Ms. Karen should be back in a second, but I can see that you get looked at." She said, getting to her feet and making her way around the desk. "You alright?" Claire asked looking over Matt to see what had happened.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 7, 2011 10:13:30 GMT -5
Matt glared at Posh fro the mental comment about the door. He didn't of hulk on it just berserk. He was hoping to god that Claire didn't put the names together- this was one thing she really didn't want happening. Posh had signed him in as Matthew Schwartz. He hoped Claire wouldn't look at the board. When she came around the desk he quite trying to hide his hand and showed it to Claire," I punched the door frame..." He simply said not trying to hid it but he did punch it after all. "Natalie trashed my place and I kinda got angry about it so yeah..." He was looking at the floor not really paying any major attention.
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Post by kimcora on Nov 7, 2011 21:07:21 GMT -5
Claire didn't think to look on the board, she was a bit too preoccupied with Matt being hurt. Posh even winced when she got a good look at the hand, the way it was bruising and looked swollen around the area of the knuckles. Claire wasn't there to judge and wouldn't, though she was a little shocked Natalie could have made him this angry. Then again the girl did seem to have anger issues and Matt seemed to really not like her, and she destroyed his house. Claire touched his hand ever so lightly, looking it over with a small frown. "Well. It doesn't look good but I'm sure we have a cold compress for it in the meantime." she said, walking into a closet that was situated behind the desk. Posh shook her head looking him over. "Seriously? Your hand may be broken and your worried what she's going to think?" 'Unbelievable!' Posh thought, for a second considering smacking some sense into both of these two. A woman in about her early forties came up to them, picking up the clip board as she went. "Alright Mr. Schwartz is it? Well now, lets just call you Matthew shall we, seems easier. The names Karen, now I'm going to need you to fill out a slip with a bit of information-Oh my, okay that hand needs to be looked at, x-rayed most likely. never mind have your girlfriend there sign the rest." Claire came out just as Karen said girlfriend and smiled a bit. "Ah Karen they're just really good friends..." "Oh pardon kids," Karen laughed, and Posh shrugged, going back to filling out papers with what she could. "Here you go Matt." Claire offered him the cold compress and Karen blinked. "Ah you know them?" "They're the two I was telling you about. The ones I met at school.." "Ah is that so! Well nice to meet you both. Glad to see Claire met such..nice people. Anyways, come on back Matthew and we'll get that hand looked at." Karen said as she ushered Matt into a room to get his hand checked out. Claire hung back with Posh, her cheeks slightly pink at how animated Ms. Karen was being. She hoped she wouldn't embarrass her in front of Matt and Posh...but especially not Matt. "So who is that? Your aunt or something?" Posh asked and Claire shook her head. "No...just an old friend of the family. I came to visit her when you two showed up." she frowned slightly, her worry gettig the better of her over Matt. Natalie really had done a number on him... Posh thought the same but wouldn't voice it in front of him or Claire. Instead she smiled, putting an arm around Claire's shoulder as they walked to wait to hear the verdict on Matt's hand.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 8, 2011 9:56:02 GMT -5
He flinched a bit when she brushed his hand, it hurt but not enough to jerk away from her. "Can you blame me?...If I don't have both hands I can't teach The difference between a Photonic and a Gultonic particle relapse." The mad him grin big when he used class terms, he missed teaching but it was a good break, he was actually doing his other class work now. When the woman behind the desk called his name he flinched hoping that Claire didn't hear, but at the same time did hoping she would accept him for who he was and did, not that he was a creepy teacher but a student too.When she said 'girlfriend' he started laughing and about fell over from laughing so hard. Shaking his head Claire got the truth out first. "Ah Karen they're just really good friends..."When she offered him the compress he smiled at her taking it but he let his hand linger on hers a bit too long. He pulled away when Karen ushered him off. Sighing as the lady set his hand to take and X-ray of it hurt to straighten his hand out for it. He wasn't too happy about it. "So, How long will it put me out of Its broken?"
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Post by kimcora on Nov 8, 2011 22:14:45 GMT -5
“Well depends. You can move it so I’m guessing we’re looking at a fracture…if worse comes to worse and it is broken, then you have a recovery period of around 12 weeks. If it’s a fracture well, depending on placement, it can be anywhere from 4 to 8 weeks.” She said as she began to set everything up for the x-ray. After the photos were taken and developing onto the sheets, she pulled them from the machine and looked them over herself before holding them up to the light board. “Yeah it’s defiantly the knuckles that took the most damage. Fractured pretty badly, close enough to broken from the way you’re hand hit. See, the knuckle is the problem area, back into the actual hand has a fracture, not enough to warrant any problems but it will swell for the first week.” She tacked it up on the board and looked to Matt. “You’re looking at 8 weeks or so darling, depending on how well you take care of it. No strain and keeping the swelling down with ice is going to be best. Now…it’s up to you wether you want a cast or just a bandage. We recommend casts but if you think a bandage would be easier or that you can maintain your hand that way then be my guest…” Karen was being very upfront and technical with him. She tried to keep her skepticism from her voice. She didn’t want Claire getting mixed up with people that caused problems, since no one else was looking out for her. She didn’t particularly know the girl too well and obviously this guy didn’t get this kind of injury from ‘falling on it’.
Claire tried to hide her speeding pulse from Matt when his hand lingered, her eyes going to the floor as he walked off with Karen. Posh noticed she blushed while they stood in the open waiting area, and rolled her eyes to herself. How could Matt possibly be interested in someone that was so damn innocent? Someone who could blush just at a touch and be so dense to everything? She blinked at her own spite coming into her mind and quickly pushed the thoughts away. She wasn’t going to speak with Claire or think of her like that. After all they were all the girl had here besides a stuffy old nurse.
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Post by vamperious on Nov 10, 2011 14:20:12 GMT -5
He gritted his teeth till Karen was done," Thanks, I think I'll cast it please it would be easier." He said as he started to wrap it. He was tired and his hand was aching but he wasn't too concerned now. Leaving the room after it was wrapped he saw Posh and Claire he smiled to them raising the cast. "See I'll be better in a bout 6 weeks." He said with a smile as a joke.
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Post by kimcora on Nov 10, 2011 15:27:45 GMT -5
Claire looked up when Matt came back, seeing the cast on his hand that also covered a portion above the wrist. She'd never broken anything before, but she knew it had to hurt. She could tell by how tired he looked. "Aw what no pink or blue?" Posh said, when she noticed it was just the simple cast. Claire smiled slightly and gave Matt's cast an appraising look. "I hope it doesn't bother too much." She said and Karen came out with a shake of her head. "It should be fine. It will itch like hell though." She walked behind the counter and Claire gave her a small look that said 'Your not helping the situation'. She turned her attention back to Matt just as Posh said, "I don't think your going to be doing much cleaning with that on you." Claire blinked. "Cleaning?" She asked and Posh gave a huff. "You should see it, the place is a mess. Lives like such a pig, he does." She joked not really wanting to mention that Natalie did it. "Well if there is anything you need help with just ask. I'm sure Posh and I will be more than willing to help." Claire said, though Posh gave a shrug. She meant it honestly, he only needed to ask and she would see what she could do to help.
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