Forced and Hurt

Skating Trouble

Two hours ago I had at least 50 pages of homework for all my classes. Finally done after five hours of my parents having a insult and yelling match. Now, for some gaming and skating!
Grabbing an apple, my iPod, earbuds and skateboard, I slipped out the door. Getting outside is good, but has its cons. Walking down the path to the walk, I saw Dawn, my friend, an average sized girl with fair brunette hair and soft brown eyes, reading a Harry Potter book.
Sighing, I called out to Dawn," Hey, Dawn." Dawn's head snapped up with surprise. "Oh, hey Asha! How is it going?" Smiling brightly I bounded down the steps and lands next to Dawn. "Parents. Their having another insult and yelling war. Nothing new." Dawn smiled softly and replied, "Oh, again? That's at least 100 hours per week. Does your mother not have a voice or hearing by now?" I smirked and replied after taking a bite of my apple and putting the earphones into their slot. "You would think, but nah. Want to come with me? I'm going to skate." "No, but thanks for the offer." Looking downcast, I whispered, "Oh, next time?" Dawn, smiling, again spoke, "Yes, I promise next time! Bye!"
Looking after her with a sad face, I perked up again, flipping into my favorite playlist, and started to skate after putting my silver and black ear buds in.

~Ten minutes later~ Still skating, I drifted off in to daydream land and closed my eyes for a brief second. I heard a faint "Look out!", but of course ignored it. I opened my eyes again when I felt a stinging, no, burning pain in my wrist. I groaned in severe pain as I tried to put weight on my wrist, attempting to stand up. Sitting down again, my eyes finally found two pairs of neon green and green (I think) eyes looking at me intently. I heard them ask me a question and saw one run his fingers through his silver hair, with the other one holding my broken skateboard, before fainting.

~Twenty minutes later~ Waking up again, I opened eyes completely to see a cute, but handsome face, with neon green (I still think) eyes with a scar and silver hair completed his looks and a tall, but seemingly kind, boy with brown hair and green eyes sitting the corner, sleeping. Gasping, I tried to hide only to pull on my IV, leaving me in more pain. A voice spoke, "Hey, looks like your finally awake, Asha." Opening my mouth to say something nothing came out. I tried again only to have the same result. I instead grabbed the pad and pen next to my bedside and wrote, 'What is your name?' The boy, stared intently at me again and replied, "My name is Dan. And the other one, "Dan" said pointing to the other one, 'is Monaso." I fell apart inside from the eyes still staring... I thought to myself, "Asha, you can NOT be in love."