Twist sat in the ambulance, concerned. "She seems to have cracked her left arm and right leg." Said the paramedic. "And recovery will take up to three weeks with a cast."

"Three weeks?" Twist exclaimed. "Are you sure there's no other way to heal faster?"

"I'm afraid not," the Paramedic answered. Great, just great, Twist thought. There goes our drummer for the party. Now that Marina wasn't going to the party, it didn't seem as exciting as before. "I better call the other fresh beats later.." Twist said.

Marina was frightened. So many things were going through her mind. I'm not going be able to go to the party now, not with a broken arm and leg. What's gonna happen to me? I hope they don't have to operate me or anything. I wonder how a cast feels like. I hope it doesn't hurt. As if he read her mind, Twist said, "Don't worry 'rina, everything's going to be fine." Marina forced a smile. Twist always made her feel better.

Moments later, they arrived at the hospital.

"We need to take her to the x-ray room. You can wait for her in the waiting area." The paramedic informed Twist as Marina was rolled inside the emergency entrance. "Ok," Twist said, sighing.

Rolling on Wheels

Doctors worked hard to make and apply casts to Marina's broken arm and leg. They told her she would have to sit in a wheelchair until her next appointment for cast removal.

"I think my life is over." Marina exclaimed. One of the nurses laughed. "Something tells me you are one of the fresh beats." she said.

"I am," Marina answered. "And I was supposed to be the drummer in my school's party tomorrow…I guess it can't happen now."

"Don't worry, you can find other ways to participate, you never know!" The nurse reassured her.

Marina smiled. The sweet smell of good advice.

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Half an hour later, Twist was allowed in marina's room. His look turned from worry to happy in a matter of moments. "Hi Twist," Marina whispered. "Hey…." Twist said, pausing, then continuing, "'rina." Marina giggled. "How are you feeling?" he asked her. "Better…and these casts are pretty cool." she told him.

"Well I'm glad," Twist said. He went over to kiss her on the forehead. "I was so worried about you," he whispered in her ear. Marina blushed. "But I'm better now. I just feel horrible that I can't perform in the party tomorrow." she said, sighing.

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SATURDAY

Marina lay in her bed, feeling as sad as ever. It was horrible to have casts on, not at all fun anymore. She kept thinking over and over how much fun the party was going to be without her. If only I was going, now the fresh beats have a replacement for the drums, she thought.