January 20th, 2009
I poked at my whiteboard with the marker, unamused as the thing sat before me. I didn’t want it, but I had no choice at all. I wasn’t allowed to talk, since it was so bad for my throat at that moment.
I hadn’t ever gotten strep throat before, so I never knew that it was as horrible as it was. I thought that it would have been a little worse than a regular sore throat, but I was definitely wrong about that.
“Well, this is a sight to see,” Aimee smirked when she was suddenly in my doorway, her eyebrows raised as she smirked down at me.
I continued to just lie there, not able to say a word to her at all because my throat hurt so much. I clutched onto my whiteboard, scribbling something down for her to read.
“Watch your mouth, Jordan,” Aimee continued smugly now, and I couldn’t help but be reminded of Jesse. “Or should I say your whiteboard?”
I felt like throwing the thing at her, but I knew that wouldn’t have gotten me anywhere at all. Knowing her, she probably would have caught it anyway…
Just wait for me, I’m going to school, I wrote on the whiteboard, starting to get out of bed before Aimee charged forward and pushed me back down. I looked at her as if she was insane, but she gave me a look that my mother would have.
“No, you’re not going to school,” she said, shaking her head once she removed her hands from my shoulders. “You have strep throat, Jordan. Not only is it contagious, but it’s disgusting. The healthiest thing for you to do is to stay in bed and sleep.”
I glared up at her, quickly writing on my bored, But I don’t want to miss anything important!
She rolled her eyes at me, as if I was the stupidest person on the entire planet. I laid there, waiting for her to say something to me, because I knew something was coming.
“The girls and I will get all of the work that you miss, I promise,” she told me, but that still wasn’t good enough for me. “If you go to school like this, Jordan, you’re just going to be sent back home anyway. Don’t put any more stress on your body.”
I sighed, knowing there was no way she was going to let me out of bed. No matter how much I kicked or screamed, there was no way I was going to get out of that house.
So when Aimee finally left to go to school, I didn’t even try to get up. I had never been a morning person, but for some reason when I was sick, I just wanted to get out of bed and do things. I didn’t think I would ever understand why.
I didn’t even know why I was sick. I hadn’t even done anything to get myself sick! I never would understand how I always just got sick randomly, for absolutely no reason at all…
Luckily, I fell asleep for the next few hours. I woke up an hour before school was supposed to end, and I couldn’t help but wish that I was at school. I was already bored and I had only been awake for five seconds.
I was glad that my mother was home, because it meant I wouldn’t have had to make my own food. That did not sound like a fun thing to do when you were sick…
When I heard a knock on the front door, I thought of nothing at all. My mother would have answered the door, so there wasn’t anything I had to worry about… I could have just gone back to sleep.
But when I heard a knock on my bedroom door a minute later, I almost rolled right out of bed. I looked over at the clock to now see school had been out for a little while, but I didn’t think that it was possible for any of my friends to be here this quickly, especially when I was as sick as I was. They wouldn’t have wanted to get sick, too…
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