Ch. 2: LanceMature

It didn't take him long to make my way in to school, having left Annie behind. She had been rather annoyed at his departure but deep down, Lance knew that she would live with it; she always did.

"Hey Lance!" Hayley screamed, running towards him. He smiled and opened his arms, ready for her. She wrapped her arms around him. Lance just about caught sight of her right foot rise from the floor as she kissed him softly on the cheek. "It's so good to see you again!"

"You too." He muttered in response as he offered her a tip of his imaginary hat. She laughed, much like she always did.

"Nervous?" she asked excitedly. He stopped for a moment and thought - was he?

"Nah." He replied calmly, smiling to himself. What was there to be nervous about? They were only exams after all. "So you been up to much lately? Seems like such a long time since I saw you last."

"Just a couple of months." she whispered in his ear. He sensed that she was about to hit him so he turned sharply and caught her arm moments before her fist smacked into him. He winked at her before letting her go; she always hit him.

He looked at her, wondering if he'd have to repeat his question. She looked back, the innocence glittering in her eyes. He grinned. "Well? Done much?"

"Oh!" she mumbled, waving her arms about. "Been away. Nowhere special." She looked down to her feet. "I missed you." She looked up at him to find his eyes locked on hers.

"Who could blame you?" He muttered with a chuckle.

They found themselves at the table, both holding their envelope. "Moment of truth." she whispered to herself. She looked up at Lance, hoping he would say something comforting.

Lance didn't look at her and he didn't say anything either; he just let the confident smile on his face do the talking. He simply checked his results once before pushing the piece of paper back into the envelope. Wait. He pulled the sheet out again and looked over the grades. Oh. "Ah." He mumbled under his breath.

"Well?" she asked. She hadn't opened hers yet out of fear. "You alright?"

But Lance was on the floor. He wasn't breathing. "Lance?" she screamed loudly. "Help!"

Hayley was crying. This wasn't supposed to happen. Not like this.

"Hay…" he muttered as people started to crowd around them.

"It's ok. I'm here." She squeezed his hand. "I'm here Lance."

His voice was weak and he stuttered over his words but they came out. "You'll be the death of me."

She laughed nervously. "Well who else?" She heard people telling her that an ambulance was on the way. "Are you alright?" she asked, unsure why.

"Fine." He clutched his chest but had managed to sit up. "Probably just my asthma acting up."

She looked at him, her tears partly hiding her confusion. "I didn't know…"

"That's terrible." he coughed before emitting a soft laugh. "My own sister doesn't know that?"

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