JUST LISTEN TO THIS SONG. IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE STORY BUT ITS SOOOOO GOOOOOOD.

*J.D's PoV*

Damn. That new kid. Pax. He's something. I've never seen someone who looked so good with lavender hair before. I honestly have no clue what's with that kid. That sassy kid who doesn't like me very much.

My thoughts get interrupted by the coaches whistle.

"Get a move on Daniel, your you'll be staying after to clean the lines after practice!" Coach Jason yelled at me.

Sighing, I push my body off the wall and start the tremendous practice ahead of me.

Groaning in pain as I dive off the bored, my shoulder get pushed back roughly as I make contact with the water. Darting to the surface, I clutch my shoulder in my hand as I float on my back. Coach blows his whistle as a couple of the other swimmers dive in to check on me. Arms surround me as I'm swam to the edge where coach is looking down into the water. I'm heaved up and out, being pushed onto the wet tiled floor. Groan in pain and closing my eyes, the coach feels my shoulder as I whimper.

"Oh my god! What happened!" The sheer high pitched voice of Patience yells as she run her way over to me from the divers hot tub.

"He screwed up his shoulder, someone get him to the nurse! Patience, you stay here." He said to her as she went to help me up.

Brian, one of my close friends and fellow competitor in swimming helps me stand. We make our way to the nurse. She's a nice lady, in her mid 50's, warm gray eyes, and that southern grandmother feel to her. You know, warm, caring, and welcoming but stern. As soon as she say me she was up out of her chair, the files for today flying across the floor as she rushed over to me.

"Oh Lordy! Your dripping wet!! Come on let's get you a towel!" She rushed as she ran to the back to get both me and Brian a towel.

"What did you do, Jack?" She questioned after she placed the towel gingerly on me and made me sit on one of those bed things.

"I don't know, fucked up my shoulder," I groaned as my shoulder began to throb more.

"Language!" She gasped before getting on the main topic again. "I'm going to feel around your shoulder. Its probably going to hurt but tell me if you feel like passing out."

As her hands pressed and pressed against my shoulder I felt more loopy and dizzy. Her hand pressed on this one spot, close to neck but down a bit, making me scream out as tears prick my eyes. My eyes clamped tightly shut as tears run down my face as I tremble in pain.

"Oh geez, I'm going to call the hospital and have them bring an ambulance here to take you to the hospital," she said softly as she ran her band gently up and down my back. "Do you want me to get someone to go with you?"

"I'll get Patience," Brian said but I shake my head.

"Brian, you can come with me," I say softly as I try not the groan from the pain.

"Alright buddy, let me go get our things," he said quickly and left the office.

"Sweetie, do you want me to call your parents?" The nurse asks me quietly. I quickly tense up at the the thought of my dad finding out.

"N-no, don't call my dad. He isn't home today," I lie.

"Ok."

As the ambulance pulls up at the hospital, they have me walk out with my arm in a make shift sling. The doctors and nurses all carefully check out my shoulder before making me go to X rays. The whole process takes about 5 hours.

"Damn it," Brian hissed as he tapped viciously on his iPhone.

"What's up with you?" I ask as my arm hangs in a blue sling.

"Nothing much, just got into a fight with my dad," he sighs. I grimace, I've known Brian for about 15 years. We grew up together after I moved in to town when I was 3. And I know why he hates his dad, and why his parents are divorced in a very ongoing battle for custody of him and his 11 year old Triplets siblings, Gena, Jasmine, and Colten.

"What did he want this time?" I ask him softly, trying to clam him down.

"Just bad mouthing mom again," he sighs. I don't know how that man can bad mouth her. She is so sweet and caring, she took me in as her own almost right away. She knows more about me then my father. It was his dad's fault they got divorced, he's the one who cheated and beat her. And yet that woman is still bubbly and giddy, ready for whatever life throws at her.

"Damn dude, how could he do that to your mom, she's so sweet," i sigh as the doctor comes in.

"Ok, so your going to have to wear that sling for about 10 to 12 weeks. Coming back every week so we can check. And also no swimming," he said sternly. My head dropped down. How will I be ready for states. I'm going to win this year. I won't lose. But how will I win if I'm out of commission for over 12 weeks.

After we talked about everything needed to be talked about, Brian and I head out. When the elevator doors open I bump into someone.

"Oh sorry there ma'am," I apologize quickly looking down and to the side.

"Oh it's quite fine, don't worry about it!" She said. My eyes caught something lavender and a leather jacket. I slowly look up at the boy only to see Pax standing there quaking at my shoulder.

"What in the fucking world did you do!" He snapped.

"Um... Broke my collarbone swimming," I signed rubbing my temples.

"Are you ok?" He asked gently stepping out of the elevator to come up to me.

"Yeah. I'm out for a little over 12 weeks though," I sigh groaning in pain as I regrettably rolling my shoulder.

"Oh, don't do anything stupid, text me tonight. Ok?" He nodded his head at me as he asked.

"Yeah. Hey umm why are you here?" I asked looking him up and down but seeing nothing.

"Oh, I'm here with my mom so we can drop off some food for my step dad, he's one of the main doctors up here," he says, just as his mom waves at something.

The same Doctor who took care of me walks up and gives Pax's mom a hug and a quick sweet kiss, making Pax gag and roll his eyes.

"Alright, I got to go Pax. Have fun!" I drawled as I head into the elevator. He snorted at me and waved me off just as the doors were closing.

And all I could think about now is.

How will my dad react to me coming home in a sling.