"Hey, Tessy! Get your ass up!" One of the boys in my foster home punched my back to wake me up. I grunted in pain and rolled over. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" He kicked me and I fell out of the bed. "What the hell, Jackson?!" I yelled, glaring daggers at him. "Well, at least you're up. Dumbass," He muttered, walking out. I mumbled some more cuss words before standing up and getting dressed. I threw on an old Rage Against The Machine shirt and a pair of leggings. I left my strawberry-blonde hair loose and sighed. "Ah!" I groaned, leaning against the wall. There was a throbbing pain in my arm and I pulled up my sleeve to see a swollen lump on my upper arm. "Oh, no," I said, pulling my sleeve down and hoping against hope it wasn't what I though it was. "Okay, just get to school. Probably not as bad as you think. Just a figment of my imagination," I whispered. I grabbed my backpack and slammed the door.
I sat in the dirty, rank classroom in my middle school. I mindlessly doodled as my English teacher droned in the background. I was very worried about the dull, throbbing pain in my arm that was getting ten times worse every minute. "Ms. Davis, can I please go see the nurse?" I asked, weakly raising my hand. "Are you dying?" She asked sarcastically. I heard almost everyone in the class snicker. "I might be, ma'am," I replied with equal amounts of sarcasm. "It can wait, Ms. Collins," Ms. Davis said, rolling her eyes and turning back to the board. I went back to my drawing, but my hot pink dragon looked like a hot pink blob of goop. My vision started blurring and the pain in my arm went from dull to sharp to a white-hot searing pain. I grunted in pain and grabbed my arm. "What NOW, Ms. Collins?" Ms. Davis sighed, turning around again. Only this time I was halfway on the floor. "Hey, are you okay?" A boy asked, flying out of his seat to try and catch me. "Call...... the........ hospi......" Those were the last words I got out before my eyes rolled back in my head and I collapsed on the floor.
A/N: Hey guys! So, I started watching House from the beginning last week, and I'm completely addicted to it. So that's why I decided to write this. Please vote/comment; they make my day. Thank you! :D
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Mini House M.D. ~House fanfic~
FanfictionTess Claire Collins is a twelve year old genius who doesn't have the best life. Her mom died from lung cancer when she was six, her dad was arrested for abusing Tess when she was eight, and she's been in a foster home ever since. When she collapses...
