#Chapter263
Ouch.
Ouch.
Ouch!
I groan out with frustration as I try to put my hair up but can barely move my arm due to agonizing pain.
This is ridiculous.
I grab my cellphone and dial a phone number with my one good hand before clicking the call button.
My cellphone rings a few times before the person answers the phone.
/"Hello?/" Hanna asks
/"Are you busy right now?/" I ask her a little weaker than intended
I am assuming that Hanna notices this because of the question that she asks me next.
/"Haley, are you okay?/" She asks me
I mentally sigh at her question.
No, not at all.
/"I'm fine,/" I quickly brush off her question
/"Can you come home and help me get ready for Prom?/" I ask her
Hanna is silent for a few seconds.
/"Haley-/" she begins to say with a worried tone of voice
/"Hanna, please!/" I say, my voice cracking
