"Ok well just don't throw up in my car."
I sigh and get in the passenger seat of his car.
I lay my head back and close my eyes.
Outta all the days I have to feel like crap today? Damn!
Why does this always happen to me?
I close my eyes and lay my head against the seat.
"Are you ok?"
Sigh.
I open my eyes and look at him.
"I told you, I don't feel good. Why are you asking anyway? I thought you didn't care."
"I don't but like I said, I don't want you to puke in my car, or on me."
It's really weird how he doesn't have an accent....and when I look at him he reminds me of someone I know...
"Whatever, say that again and I'll puke on you on purpose."
He scuffs and, thankfully, shuts up.
I relax again.
"You know what's funny?" He asks.
GRRR!!
I open my eyes again and glare at him.
"The way your face is gonna look when I smash it in if you don't stop talking?"
"No. It's how you manage to still to be a bitch even when you claim to be sick."
"Excuse me?"
"Your excused."
I swear I could just stab him right now, but I don't have the strength to do anything right now.
BUT HE CALLED ME A BITCH!
Ugh he is so lucky...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~at school~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When we pull up to the school I hop out the car, which takes almost all my strength, and ignore everyone trying to talk to me so I can go inside the school.
Luckily the office is right near the front door.
The lady at the front desk looks up at me and smiles. "What can I do for you today Violet?"
"I don't feel good." I say, using my accent for the first time.
She raises an eyebrow at me, as if the fact that I don't feel well is strange.
"Well the nurse is over in her office." She says, pointing to the office to the right.
I thank her and walk into the room she's pointing to.
Cheesy sanitation saying on the walls, pictures of hut kids, a wash your hands sign...
Yep, this is definitely the nurse's office .
A blonde women steps out the bathroom, taking off gloves covered in blood.
Umm...Eww!
"Violet sweetheart! What can I help you with?"
"I don't feel too good, my stomach and my head hurts."
"Well let me take your temp."
I sit on one of the bed thingies as she gets the thermometer.
"Ok, let's see." She says, putting the thermometer on my forehead.
I sit for a few seconds and then I hear a beep, beep, beep!!
"Oh , Violet your burning up! You shouldn't be here."
I groan and she rushes to the sink, fills a paper cup with water and hands it to me.
"Drink this."
I do as she says and, but my stomach doesn't hold it and I puke it back up with I whole bunch of yellow stuff...
and then I pass out .
~~~~~~~~~~~~~In a daze.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I can see the red and blue flashing lights and faces, a lot of faces.
One of them is Brandon's and, Holy shit, he looks really worried!
There must be something seriously wrong with me.
I want to speak, I want to move but I can't
Brandon...he reminds me of someone but I can't put my finger on it....
"Maybe that's cuz you put your lips on it." My inner voice says
What?!
His face...
The way he talks....
His smell....
Oh
My
God
Brandon's POV:
"Your brother." She says softly as I sit by her in the ambulance.. I have to lean in to hear her.
"What?" I ask her. This chick, is running a 104 fever and she's asking me about a brother? "What brother."
It takes her a second but then she manages one word. "Nick."
Ok so don't blame me if it sucks! It's 6:00 in the morning and I'm just now going to bed! At least I uploaded, Jeez!! U see wat I do for you ppl??!
I gotta go to bed b4 I'm caught, Vote, Comment, Fan blah, blah
*Snore*
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-yours truly <3
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