Yeah, I had a massive crush on Art Fischer. She was drop-dead gorgeous, and it just so happened she wasn't straight. How I knew this? She literally wore an "I Am Omnisexual" shirt to school the other day. I smiled, knowing I had a chance with her. I just had to play my cards right before Vance or anyone got to Art first.

"Can I have a...friend over?" I asked Ben as he was getting ready. He stopped short and said, "Sure, Edison. What's their name? Are they from your school, or what?" I smiled and said, "Her name is Art and she's in my homeroom this year!" I showed Ben a picture of Art, Vance and I together at recess the other day and said, "Art's the girl with the purple hair, Vance is the one with teal hair."

"They look like nice girls." America said, joining the conversation. I nodded and said, "Most kids at my school are nice. They're really friendly towards me. I had a science project with a super nice girl the other day, she asked what Ireland was like and I showed her some pictures and she told me she really wants to go someday."

"That's sweet." Ben said, and I nodded. "Anyway, Colton wants to hang out with you after we're done shooting, do you want to ask your friend Art if she wants to join?"

"Oh yeah, sure! I'm sure she'd love to come!" I said. Maybe this will give me a chance to ask Art out...this is perfect! I squealed and grabbed my phone, ready to text Art.

I pushed my hair behind my shoulder and texted my crush, hoping she'd be up for going out with Colton and I. I giggled as I sent the text, not realizing that Nichole was looking over my shoulder.

"No girl squeals that much when she's texting her best friend." Nichole said, sitting down next to me. "You have a crush, Edison Fraser. Who is it?"

"Did you hear what Ben asked me earlier?"

"No, what?"

"He asked me if I wanted to invite Art to come when I go bowling with Colton later today. And I texted Art but she didn't text me back." I said.

Nichole spotted a sly smile and turned towards me. "You like Art."

"Yeah, I do. I'm a lesbian." I said.

"We all support you, you know that, right? All I care about is that this Art's a good person." Nichole said. She extended her hand and pulled me up, and then looked down at my arm. "That's weird."

"What?" I asked, getting slightly concerned. "There's a bruise on your wrist, Edison."

"Oh, it's probably from school." I said. I'm not the most graceful person in the world.

"No, Edison, that bruise only formed when I grabbed your wrist. That's not normal." Nichole said. "Ben? Can you come here for a second?"

Ben walked over to the two of us and said, "What's up?"

"There's a bruise on Edison's wrist that wasn't there before." Nichole said. Ben looked at my wrist and there was another bruise on my elbow.

"Yeah, that isn't normal. Edison, let's take you to the doctors. I'm sorry, but you may have to cancel your plans with Art and Colton until we figure this out." I sighed and then Ben and I headed to the doctor.

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"So, what seems to be the problem?" the doctor asked Ben and I when he called us back into his office.

"Edison's been getting a lot of bruises from just movement, it looks like." Ben said. I sighed and said, "I'm athletic and clumsy, that might explain it."

"Edison, your wrist is bruised from Nichole holding your hand." Ben said. I rolled my eyes and then the doctor cleared his throat.

"Well, it looks like Edison has ITP." the doctor said. Ben choked on his own saliva then said, "What...what?"

"You're gonna have to take her back in a few days for a dose of medicine to slow the destruction of her platelets." the doctor said. I was confused by all the medical terms, but Ben seemed to get it somehow. "She should also avoid all contact sports such as soccer or football."

"So does that mean I can't run track this year?" I said.

"You can do track and field, but make sure to be careful." the doctor said. "Good day, both of you."

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"Guess who has a chronic illness?" I said at the bowling alley with Art and Colton. Art looked at me weirdly and said, "I hope it's not you..."

"I have ITP. I just have to be careful that I don't hit my head." I said, picking up a bowling ball. "On another note, Colton, how have you gotten 3 gutter balls in a row?"

"How have you gotten 2 spares and 1 strike in a row, Edison? You should be on the US bowling team!" Colton said. I pushed my hair behind my face and said, "I'm just that good, you two imbeciles need to catch up!"

"Whatever you say, Edison." Art said, winking at me.

I could not help but blush.

"Hey Art?" I asked. Art put her bowling ball down and turned towards me. "Yeah, Edie?"

"Can I talk to you?"

AN: GAY ALERT! GAY ALERT! GAY ALERT! And yes, I'm sorry for giving Edison a chronic illness. Hope you enjoyed and catch ya later! Love you all!