Sunflower

Chapter Eighty-Nine: Is Your Land

"Hey baby," My dad kissed the top of my head as he walked downstairs in uniform, "Boys," He smiled at the two. Jax came down the stairs still half asleep. 

"Good morning," Maverick laughed. 

"Shut up," Jax whined.

"How'd you sleep?" 

"Horribly," He sighed. Sitting down Jax rubbed his eyes, "My head hurts so bad." 

"Have you drank enough water?" My mom asked. 

"I don't know. Maybe," Jax wrapped his arms around himself and shivered. 

"Your not cold are you?" 

"I'm freezing." 

"But your sweating," Maverick told him. 

My mom walked over feeling his forehead, "You're burning up," She sighed heavily, "Go lay down on the couch," She grabbed the thermometer from the cupboard next to the sink, "102.4. You're gonna have to stay home from school." 

"I.. don't even care," Jax muttered. 

Mom turned around putting her hand on my back, "I don't work till three so I can take care of him till y'all get home."

"I can take care of him," I noted.

"Actually I was hoping Asher could cause I need you to take Maverick to a doctor's appointment." 

"I can take myself," Maverick argued. 

"Maverick," My dad started, "No only do you not have a car since the accident, you only have one arm," Unable to argue that logically Maverick stayed quiet.

"Alright, you go get ready," My dad told me. I just put a pair of jeans and teeshirt on and the twins left before me. 

"Hey, I'll see you when I get home," I told Jax and kissed his forehead.

He grabbed my hand, "Do you have to go?" 

"Yes. But mom will take care of you okay?" He simply nodded, "Feel better Jax." 

When I walked out to my car Jax's truck was parked behind mine and I didn't have time to move both. I grabbed his keys taking his truck to school instead. 

It definitely brought attention when I pulled in my spot and got out of Jax's truck, "Hey," Abel smiled. 

"Hey." 

"Where's Jax?" 

"He's sick." 

"In the head that for sure," Asher muttered. I stomped his foot and he whimpered a little bit.

As my English class started to come to an end the announcement overhead came on, "Good morning everyone, I'd like to start off by congratulating our lacrosse team on their State Title. And onto information for our seniors. Graduation is in just two short weeks. Make sure your grades are ready to be walked across the stage." 

As I got up to leave the class my English teacher called after. 

"Kova, can you stay a minute?" 

"Uh sure," I muttered. 

She pulled out my essay from a stack with a sticky note on it, "I want to first say, your essay was very well written and well organized, however... The topic was inappropriate." 

"Wait what? Why?" 

"Some subjects covered could be described as insensitive to certain groups of people and even prejudice at some times. I even noticed some Anti-Semite views that I will not support in my classroom."