Elizabeth's POV

Nick ran up to Josefina the second she was pushed off the stage by Karenella. Xavier and Max apprehended Karenella while the chaperons tried to calm everyone down. And somehow, Angel had noticed Cici sitting next to me and was making his way off the stage to her.

I felt my heart pounding through my chest like a gun recoiling. My throat closed up and my hands became clammy. I didn't know what was happening. I was just witnessing. Someone was saying my name, but I couldn't seem to pay attention the them at the moment.

In an instant, we were at the hospital. A nurse held an oxygen mask to my face as I slowly breathed. I was sitting next to Andrew and Cici in a waiting room. Andrew was holding my hand.

"I'm fine," I said kindly to the nurse. She looked suspicious, but she left with the breathing equipment. I looked at Andrew and saw that he was looking at me.

"What happened?" I asked him, squeezing his hand.

"You don't remember?" He asked in a concerned tone.

"I remember Josefina being pushed off the stage. I guess I blacked out."

He sighed deeply before he started explaining. "The ambulance came when Nick found Joey unconscious. The administrators are still trying to figure out what they're gonna do with Karen. They found out about her cyber-bullying after Samantha spoke up tonight after the incident. And you had a panic attack."

I was so relieved Samantha finally said something about Karenella. I was so done with her. I was done with everything.

"How's Joey? Is she okay?" I asked Andrew as he adjusted his leg.

"They're examining her now. But she hasn't regained consciousness," he said like a doctor. "They say she's gonna be fine. Just a concussion."

I wondered why Joey had decided to go to prom last minute. Maybe someone told her she was nominated for Prom Queen. 

"No, baby. I'm sorry. Don't cry. It's my fault," I heard Cici say to someone. I looked at the person sitting next to her and understood. It was Angel.

"What's so different now? What did I do? I don't understand," he cried, looking down. Cici took his hand and squeezed tight.

"It was me, Angel. It's hard to explain right now. But I've realized how much we need each other. We're not the same people when we're apart."

Angel sat in silence for a few moments before speaking. "You're right, Cici. But, can you give me some time?"

Cici nodded in approval. "Yes, Angel. Anything for you." They smiled at each other for the first time in a few weeks. It was a beautiful sight. 

Andrew squeezed my hand to get me to look at him. I turned away from Cici and Angel and a doctor caught my eye. I stood up impatiently, letting go of Andrew's hand.

"How is Josefina?" I asked.

The doctor cleared her throat. "All Josefina has is a concussion. Where is her child's father?"

"We don't know who the father is, but one of the candidates is the guy who's coming out from the bathroom over there," Angel answered, pointing to Nick.

"What's going on?" Nick asked impatiently.

"I need to speak to you privately," the doctor said to him, walking away from us. Nick followed her.

I looked at Nick's body language. He shifted his feet as the doctor spoke. But when she finished, he became pale and stood as still as a statue. 

"I'm so sorry," is the only thing I heard from the doctor. She walked away from him and into Joey's room.

We all got up and ran to Nick, wondering what had happened. He didn't wait a second to tell us.

"She lost the baby." A tear ran down his face, then collapsed on the floor. Angel and Andrew pulled his back up and directed him to one of the waiting room seats. "The impact killed it."

We heard people running towards us. It was Xavier, Abby, Max, and Sophie. They all had worried looks on their face.

"How is she?" Sophie asked immediately, catching her breath.

"She's fine. Just a concussion," Angel spat before Nick could get a word in. But that didn't stop him from saying the truth.

"She lost her baby!" Nick cried, letting his emotions spill out. Cici and I rubbed his back to comfort him.

"What? No way. I'm gonna kill that bitch," Xavier snarled as he punched the wall. "Fuck! Get me a nurse!"

Max went with Xavier to find a nurse. It looked like he broke his hand.

"Where's Samantha?" Cici asked.

"She's at the police station. She's showing them all of Karenella's messages. They're keeping Karen in jail for the night," Abby explained.

"Good," I said. 

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"What a night," Andrew said to me as we walked out of the hospital. 

"Yea, what a night."

"Will you be okay?"

"Yea. I just need to spend the rest of the night alone."

"I understand. If you need anything, just call me."

"Okay." 

Andrew dropped his crutches purposely again. I sighed and looked at him.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked with a smile on my face. I thought I wouldn't be about to smile for another year because of that night. 

"Everything. Just come here."

I stood in front of him with my hands on my hips. "What?"

Andrew reached over, grabbed my waist, and pulled me close to him.

"Will I see you tomorrow?" He asked soothingly. I nodded. 

He touched my face softly and slowly as we looked into each other's eyes.

"Don't forget the people who love you, Elizabeth."

"I won't."

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Prom night took a terrible turn. But I guess Cici was right; school parties were always a big disappointment. I figured everything was like that, but you just had to make the best of it. I still had my friends; Abby, Xavier, Sophie, Max, Cici, Angel, Samantha, Nick, Josefina, and Andrew.

We were all broken, but being together with each other made us ignore it. We all needed each other. We didn't know what tomorrow would look like, but we knew we would have our friends with us. 

In the end, I was happy how the year ended. We survived; no one died. I knew I wouldn't forget one bit of it. High school was a learning experience, and I'm not talking about the education. It was a life lesson: people can shape you into good or bad. I almost got pulled into the bad with Blake and his immature plans and getting revenge on Karenella. I know knew that that wasn't the way to go, and I'm glad I didn't do it. I'm glad I broke up with him. 

Now I had Andrew. He had always been there for me, I just didn't realize until almost the very end. He didn't change me, but supported me. And that was exactly what I needed.

High school is pure drama, and I had enough. Good thing this was my last year. But without it, I wouldn't have found my friends. Without it, I wouldn't have found out who I truly was: a weird, witty girl who had to deal with the way life truly was. I just wanted everyone to be happy, but that was impossible. We all had to deal with our own problems, big or small. Life-threatening or stupid. If they don't go unsolved, they'll come out from nowhere and destroy you.

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