Heatstroke

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At this point, she knew she had heat stroke but she had to keep going. There was still an hour left in practice and everyone else was fine.

She ran back to set five and looked up at Tristain. The second she made eye contact she felt herself losing balance and falling.

She fell backwards and landed on her bum. When she tried to get up, she fell back down. Hassings looked at her concern. Tristan was looking at her worried.

Hassings flagged Cyrus and pointed to her. Cyrus ran over and helped her up. He looked at her and the second he let go, she was falling again.

Tristan flagged Conner so that he would come over. Conner took his place and Tristan walked over to Isabel.

"Are you okay?"

"I think I might have heat stroke. I'm not sure. I really don't feel all that well, but we have to keep going."

She forced her legs to move properly and stood up straight at attention. Tristan and Cyrus could tell she was locking her knees. Tristan turned and yelled at Hassings.

"Permission to drag someone off the field?"

"Granted."

Tristan turned back to Isabel and scooped her up bridal style. The swift motion made her dizzy and her arms flailed for a split second before latching around Tristan's neck.

He smiled at her as he walked to the nurses office. Cyrus was following to make sure she was okay.

They all three arrived at the nurses office and the nurse asked Tristan to set her down. He tried to tell her she couldn't stand but the nurse wouldn't listen.

He set Isabel down but put her back to his front and held her up by her hips. She was both blushing and sunburnt. He could tell that if he let go she wouldn't be able to stand.

When Isabel tried to explain what was wrong the nurse told her to shut up (Cyrus is outside, otherwise he would do something)

When Tristan confronted her, she told him to shut up as well. Then she saw that Tristan's hands were on Isabel's hips, and screamed at him to stop touching her and remove his hands..

Cyrus came in and watched the nurse grab Tristan's hands and hold them behind his back. Isabel fell to her knees and the nurse yelled at her to stop being so dramatic.

At this point the nurse has no idea Cyrus is in the room. Cyrus walked forward and helped Isabel to sit on the bed.

The nurse looked at Cyrus and her tone was instantly honey.

"Hello Cyrus! How are you today?"

"Why are you treating them like their three?"

"Because they are acting like three year olds. He's too handsy with her and she's being overdramatic. You guys are practicing inside and she's claiming she has heat stroke. As if."

"We are practicing with the band, outside, in the practice field, in one hundred degree heat. I wouldn't be surprised if everyone, including all of colorguard, had heat stroke. Especially her because she literally has to sprint everywhere to keep in step with everyone."

The nurse looked surprised. She got out meds that help heat stroke and then sat quietly at her desk filling out paperwork.

Isabel looked at Cyrus and smiled. She mouthed thank you and he mouthed no problem back.

She stood very slowly and was very wobbly. She tried to take a step and... let's just say she would have broken her nose, had Tristan not caught her by the waist.

She thanked him profusely and he smiled at her and giggled a little. She realized how silly she was being and laughed as well.

They walked back and she joined back in the block.

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