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    Rheumatisim

    The clinic may have looked like a warehouse on the outside but on the inside it looked like a polished over hospital. Complete with refinery and a waiting room. “Can I afford this place?” Shane asked as they walked through the double doors. Jenny shook her head.

    “Probably not, but I know the administrator. He was in my psych class in New York. He owes me a favour for letting him copy my lit thesis among other things,” she explained. The two of them walked up to the front counter where a portly woman in a nurses uniform greeted them in a less than pleased tone.

    “Checking in?” she asked looking between the two of them. Her guess was as good as any of them and she handed the paperwork over the counter. Jenny took the paperwork and started checking a few of the boxes.

    “Someone actually has to admit you,” she explained. “I’ll let you do the rest,” she said handing off the clipboard. In a moment they had finished and Jenny was saying goodbye to Shane. “If you want, I won’t tell them where you are. I’ll just tell them you had a conference or something,” Jenny explained.

    “A Hairstylist’s convention? Come on Jenny,” Shane laughed. “I’ll see you in 3 weeks.” she finished. Jenny fidgeted, gave Shane a hug and left.

    The door opened. There were two single beds lying against opposite walls with two night stands next to each of them. One bed was obviously already taken by the amount of junk already spread all over it. Clothes, a few scattered pieces of sheet music, a pen and a guitar case. Shane looked to the other side of the room. Untouched, clean and vacant. She made her way to the bed and threw her things at the foot then turned around. The nurse looked at her smiled and started to close the door.

    “You’re room mate is out at the moment but I’m sure you’ll get along just fine. Lights out at 7:30,” she finished with a click of the door. The one window in the room was flashing in the background. Thunder and lightning shook the pane and Shane watched the raindrops fall.

    “*****,” she thought aloud. “I left the windows down on the truck.”

    Comments

    1. fabulous story, you’re a really good author!You seem to know the characters very well! I must say I was suprised Carmen doesn’t want to be with Shane anymore ,please don’t let it be that way , they are perfect for one another ,pretty please:)

    2. This is a really impressive story and one that i will definitely be checking for updates. I love how detailed it is and how much thought that has obviously been put into making the story what it is. I thought it was hilarious when Blaine, a Shane look-alike was introduced as Carmen’s new girlfiend.I mean even the name is similar, classic! Anyhow, I hope that Carmen changes her mind, cause she’s Shane’s girl not Blaine’s.

    3. This is BRILLIANT! Totally fresh, original and witty . I loved that Carmen’s new g/f looks like Shane , it totally cracked me up .I hope you update soon because it’s a really great fic and let Carmen and Shane make up , they are soul mates . Carmen can date Blaine but still desire to be with Shane. AWESOME JOB!!5 STARS. update soon,please…..

    4. This is a great story:) I hope that this isn’t the end for Shane&Carmen, please , let Carmen give her another chance. She’s dating a Shane lookalike , she obviously wants her!

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