Aaron woke up early, 4:30 to be exact. He needed to get ready to go to the hospital to volunteer. He went downstairs and got some water. "Good morning." A female voice said behind him.

"Good morning Vi…." He looked at who spoke. A strange women stood there before him. Her head was bleeding and the blood ran through the side of her temple. The blood had turned her blond hair to a strange reddish hue. But that wasn’t what really startled Aaron. It was her eyes. Her eyes had a cream color. They looked so peaceful. Then he noticed it, she was in his house.

"Who are you?" He asked the strange women.

"That isn't important. You need to be ready."

"Ready? For what?

"For the end."

"The end?"

"Soon, the messenger will come to you, he will tell you more. When you receive the message, don’t panic. We all have faith in you…" She turned her head and heard someone going down the stairs. "Do not panic. Everyone's lives are in your hands." Then, she was gone. Just vanished from thin air.

"Aaron? Are you there?" A familiar voice ran through the house.

"Yea Vin. It's me." He saw the girl walk slowly to the kitchen.

"I heard a strange voice coming from down here. Did you hear them too?"

"Yes I did. There was…" The woman appeared behind Vinyl, and shook her head left and right. Aaron got the message. "No one. There was no one down here."

"But I could swear I heard you talking with someone."

"Must have been a dream. Please go back to sleep Vinyl." Aaron ordered.

"But.."

"Go back to sleep." Aaron ordered once more. She saw that he was conflicted, his emotions were going all over the place. He seemed confused, anxious, nervous, angry. So disagreeing any more with him would just provoke the situation. So she obeyed, Vinyl walked upstairs and closed herself inside her room.

When Aaron heard the door close he exhaled. What the hell just happened? He asked himself. Aaron thought, and thought…no solution appeared to be reasonable or logical. Aaron, just didn't know. So he just ignored, making himself believe that it was just a dream, a strange, confusing dream.

Aaron went to the were all the volunteers were suppose to go, as well as other 300 men and women that wanted to help. That strange woman that visited his house that same morning was still in his head. Who was she? What was she talking about? Where did she come from? All these questions crowded his mind. He tried his best to ignore them completely, and just believe he was just tripping balls or something.

The volunteer area was very improvised, they used the stage of a band that just passed by town and there were no seats. Aaron didn’t expect there to be so many people there. He imagined only about 80, 100 at max. But there was three times that number.

A man, with short blond hair, followed by a few royal guards, went to the podium on stage and took a quick glimpse around, he held the microphone and spoke. "All volunteers please gather round here." And so they did. "Thank you so much for your contribution on this time of need. I, king William the fifth, am very thankful of you all. What has happened this past week has shocked us all, and it is great to see how many people can spare a few days, just for this. What will happen in the following days is: you will be separated into: 100 groups each will have from 2 to 4 people. You will then be sent to a hospital in the city. And from there, the medical personal will guide you. The lists are over at there with those officers, please be organized and disciplined. And again, thank you for your contribution in this time of need."

People started to slowly be send off into buses where they would go to the hospitals to help. Aaron expected everyone to jump on top of each others to be sent off first, but I guess everyone knows why they are here and what happened six days ago. Aaron was sent to St. Thomas Hospital, he knew that already because there was a website that showed where everyone was going, so it wasn’t a big surprise.

He got out of the bus, everything was in chaos. There were people running everywhere, there were people outside the hospital being treated. A sign pointed to the left. It said in big red letters: Volunteers this way. Aaron followed the direction and was given a paper. He was suppose to go to the lobby and his group number was 42. He threw the paper in the trash and followed the instructions.

There was only one more person in his group, a girl, Hillary Hyde. She had brown hair and blue eyes that were hidden by her glasses. She was the classic nerdy girl, glasses, ponytail, braces and very organized and perfectionist. She reminded him of a certain lavender pony. No Aaron, not now. Hillary was wearing a nurse outfit, not the sexy nurse outfit, just a normal every day, nurse outfit.

"You must be Aaron Braddock." She said with a smile. Aaron noticed she didn’t have an English accent like himself, she sounded American.

"That’s me. So where do we have to go?"

"We have to go to rooms 191 to 257 today." She looked at the clipboard she was holding.

"So we have to do …"

"Did you read the papers they gave you?"

"umm…they gave us papers?" She laughed.
"Okay. We have to go to the rooms check on the patients, see if their vitals are okay, etc… you get it?"

"Yes ma'am. " He stood still and put his hand on his forehead. She got a list and went to room 191.

"Okay first patient…"

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"This is so much worse than I thought it be." Aaron said almost falling asleep.

"Room 250." Hillary said yawning.

They opened the door and there were two people in there. One tan boy with black hair watching TV and a guy with a Mohawk throwing a ball at the wall. They didn’t seem more entertained than Aaron and Hillary were. Wait. Aaron had already seen that guy before. That's Duncan Price. Vinyl's idol! He would definitely get some points with her if he brought back that magazine signed by Duncan. He said he would. That’s why he brought it with him.

"Hillary?" Duncan said looking at the girl.

"Duncan, is that you?" Hillary said giving the papers that had all the reports of the patients to Aaron and ran forward hugging Duncan. "How have you been?"

"It's been good, considering. Are you okay?"

"I am in a hospital, but I'd be dead if it weren't for you so…thanks."

"No problem." Hillary got the papers from Aaron, as he put them in a center on the corner of the room. He then grabbed his backpack and took out the magazine.

"Are you Duncan Price?" He said to the man in the bed.

"I am."

"Could you sign this for a friend of mine, she is your greatest fan." He handed him the magazine and a pen. Duncan signed the magazine and looked at the boy.

"So…having any luck with her?"

"What?"

"Are you having any luck with your girl?"

"How do you know?"

"Kid, I have seen countless people in your exact situation. It's not that uncommon. Are you going to answer my question?"

"Well…I have been doing these favors for her and she has been liking them so… I don’t know?"

"Look. All you have to do is be confident, and if you aren't, act confident, and no one will know the difference. Here is my number if you need some encouragement you seem like a cool guy, we should hang out."

"Wow…that’s…nice man. Thanks."

"No problem."

"Aaron, I got all we need, we only need to go to more 7 rooms."

"All right. See you soon Duncan."

"See you man." Duncan proceeded to throw a ball at the wall and getting it in the air when it came back.

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Aaron ran upstairs and knocked on the door, with the signed magazine in hands. "Hey Vin! Can I come in?" He asked.

"Yea sure." Vinyl said from inside the room.

When Aaron entered the room, he saw Vinyl with only her underwear on looking at clothes. He dropped the magazine and opened his mouth slightly. He looked to the side. "I'll come back later. Okay?"

"Wait!" She said to the blushing boy. "I need your opinion."

"Opinion?" He was still looking to his side, but taking a few quick glances to the side to see the girl.

"Yea. I need your opinion on what I should wear tomorrow." She held up two shirts, one was black with some blue drawings on it, and the other one was blue with black drawings.

"You know I'm not gay to know all this stuff right?"

"Of course I know you're not gay, just pick one."

"Well…I like the black with the blue drawings on it. A very out of the topic question: Why did you let me in here when you don’t have clothes on, knowing that I'm not gay?"

"Why do you ask that? Don’t you like what you see?" She said that pointing at her body.

"Of course not, by the contrary. It's just that, most people, would…not do that." He said awkwardly. Please don’t ruin this now boner!

"I'm not like most people Aaron."

"And that is exactly why I like you Vin. Oh I got you your magazine, signed." Aaron picked up the magazine from the floor and Vinyl leaped into an embrace.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." She said almost crying.

"You have really nice and soft skin."

"Thank you." She said finally, kissing him on the cheek. Aaron, again, melted inside.

I think it's time Aaron. The boy thought Okay, act confident, act confident. "Hey Vin. I have one last question."

"You're full of questions today aren't you?"

"Will you go on a date with me?" He said not looking at the semi nude girl.

"Sure, but…" She put her clothes down. "I will go on a date with you. If…" She started to walk to Aaron, put a hand on his chest and slid it up slowly, their faces started to come closer, and closer. Aaron closed his eyes and moved his face forward, but was stopped by a finger. "If you help me chose my clothes for the rest of the week." She said looking at her closet. He just nodded and looked down. I have to get some new pants.

Author's Note

Sorry for the delay. I had a lot to do, and writing isn't my main priority. I won't promise anything, but the next chapter might come next week or earlier.

PS. I haven't gotten any constructive comments yet, please, help me improve this story. Thank you.