Chapter Fifteen: A Message from the Rebel

                                    

                                          

The atmosphere at Henry's house was unusually somber. His parents and even his goody-two-shoes brother, Peter, could sense a heavy cloud of sadness and anger hanging over the usually horrid boy. Henry's face reflected the turmoil within, his emotions evident to anyone who cared to notice.
Late in the afternoon, Henry trudged up the stairs to his room, hoping for some solitude. As he entered, his eyes fell on an unexpected sight – an emo-themed paper neatly placed on top of his desk. The same paper that carried Rachel's intense Valentine's Day poem.
Curiosity mingled with concern, Henry picked it up and unfolded the paper. There, in Rockstar vocabulary that only Rachel could master, was another heartfelt message.
Hey mate,
 thought I'd give you a piece of me for you to remember me by while I'm in the hospital with my dad.
I got a purple cast today to honor you and your friends, and speaking of friends, my raven Raymond snuck into your chambers earlier to give you this. If you already received it, I want you to know that I will be okay.
See you in 2 weeks,
Rebelliously yours,
Your Rachel
Ps: I think Moody Margaret is real jell of me, so that's why she kicked my butt or arm. I heard her talking earlier; she was planning to use you as her trophy.
The paper also included a drawing of Rachel's purple cast, and a quirky sketch of Raymond the Raven carrying the emo-themed envelope in the direction of Henry's open window.
Henry clutched the paper close to his heart, a mix of relief and concern washing over him. He had been worried about Rachel, and now he had a glimpse into her rebellious world even from afar. The revelation about Moody Margaret's motives fueled the flames of Henry's anger.
His parents and Peter, noticing the sudden change in Henry's expression, couldn't help but ask, "What's going on, Henry?"
Henry, still holding the emo-themed paper, managed to mumble, "It's nothing." But the sadness and anger were unmistakable.
As Henry's room echoed with the weight of unspoken emotions, the horrid boy couldn't shake the feeling that the horrid adventures at Ashdown Primary were taking an unexpected turn. Little did he know that the heart's rebellion had only just begun, and Rachel's message was a beacon of hope in the midst of the storm.