*~*Ripple Brook~ A Horseback Riding Camp RP~Please join!*~*

She sat up and layed down "Ugh, I don't feel so good." She held her stomach.

Dylan: "Do you need to go to the nurse?" I asked, holding out my hand to help her up.

"I dunno." She took his hand and softly hoisted her self to her feet. Her stomach curned in protest.

"Who cares, let's go anyways." I said like a mother, putting my hand on her shoulders and pushing her gently into the right direction.

Ugh she said and re-did her pony tail that had had random peices of hair out of place. "What happened?" She asked.

"I told you, you freaked out about the cafeteria, ran outside, and fell. " I sighed.

Dylan: I walked along with them.

"Oh." She said with tears filling her eyes.

"Don't cry!" I said letting go of her. "It's not your fault these things happen. There's something wrong with your brain that we've got to fix." I said in a gentle voice. "It's not that you're stupid." I chuckled. "Just, what ever made you loose your memory was pretty bad, but doctors cn probably fix it." I smiled encouragingly putting my arm back over her shoulder.

Dylan: I nodded and smiled.

"I shouldn't have ridden without my helmet." She moaned. Her stomach felt sick, but she wasn't going to throw up. "I is my fault!"

Dylan: "We all make mistakes, that was in the past, now it's time to forget and move on." I said.

"Wait..." I gasped. "You remember what happened??" I asked like it was an amazing thing.

Dylan: "Wow." I said.

"Well" She shrugged. "I got mad and ran, then emerald spooked. That's it."

Dylan: I nodded.

"Ohh. So you've probably just got a concustion or something, not a disease! Thank goodness. " I was partly relived, but she was still having random moments where she just lost her memory.

Dylan: "Yeah, definately."

"What did you think I had leprosy or something?" Kyria joked

Dylan: I laughed.

"I giggled as we reached the entrance. Come on. " I smiled and walked in. I asked the secratary for the doctor, and he came. I explained the whole thing to him and he said he'd try some meds, but if that didn't work, he'd get some kind of therapist. If it didn't go away, and we were desperate, risky surgery could be done just to find out what's wrong.

Kyria's eyes were clouded with sadness. She sighed as she walked out of the office. "WHat am I going to do?" She exclaimed.

Dylan- I put my hand on her back," don't worry, your gonna be fine." I said.

"thanks." She forced a small smile and rested her head on his shoulder.

Taylor: I looked at Kyria and Dylan outside as I thanked the doctor for the medication and papers. But at the same time, I felt angry, and kind of isolated. I had to find out what was wrong with her, and care for her, and be her mother! while she just layed around, and Dylan just comforted her. I shook away the feeling and walked out to them. Guilt washed over me as soon as I saw her sad eyes. I silently scolded myself for being such a jerk! "How could you think horrible things about her like that Taylor? You should know better! she's your friend, and she's helpless alone!" I just put the things into my purse and rested my hand on her shoulder. "Come on, we should get back to the cabins." I muttered gently.