Devine

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Dallas let me go to work on Monday so I toured the school with the other principals. They loved it and I'm proud of myself. Lee's kids have their test today. I know they'll do really good. I actually have nothing to do now. Lee doesn't have anything for me to do. Maybe I'll walk around the school. There's usually nothing happening in the hallways. I've never been this bored. Maybe I should just go home and take a nap. "Devine!" I look behind me. "Glad I caught you. I need you to do something for me if you can because I know your boyfriend was really worried about much you work."

"What is it?"

"I need you to email these colleges and businesses to see if they can come to the school for career day."

"Oh okay. How many?"

"There's fifty but I doubt every place will come. Can you put down phone number, address, and.... that's all I think, thank you." Okay. Let me get started then.
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I'm starting to get a headache but I'm on the twenty seventh one so I can't stop. My door opened and I looked up. "Hi Ms. Waters."

"Ariana?" I get up and hugged her. "It's been so long."

"I know."

"Come in, sit down." Her and the other girl sat down. "This my friend Dasia."

"Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, Ariana wouldn't stop talking about you by the way. I decided she should just come and see you."

"That's sweet. I'm glad you came."

"The school looks amazing by the way, I had to think twice about whether this was my school or not." I laugh softly. "I do remember reading something about you helping the school, that's amazing."

"Thank you."

"Have you ate yet?"

"No I haven't. I'm busy."

"We'll be back. We're gonna get some lunch. Do you want something?"

"And you pay for it?"

"Yeah. We're grown miss. I can buy you things."

"Okay then sure thanks."

"Okay we'll be back." They left. It's been so long since I've seen her. I hope she's doing well for herself. My headache is still here. I'll be fine though. I take my jacket off. I'm getting kinda hot too. I'm fine. Okay I got this.
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Ariana pov
"You wanna see any other teachers while you here?"

"Probably not. She was my one and only favorite. She really understood me."

"You don't have teachers like that now?"

"No cause teachers don't try to get to understand or know you they don't care about you. But she cares and she understood during my pregnancy or those few days I was pregnant. Cause she was a teen mom."

"Really?"

"Yeah. She has two daughters in middle school and she's only like twenty seven. I think they're thirteen."

"Wow."

"Yeah she's great." We went in her office. She was laying her head on her keyboard. "Miss?" I walk around her desk and shake her. "What's wrong with her?"

"I don't know."

"Do you know how to check a pulse?"

"Yeah I think so." I grabbed her hand. "I don't think she's breathing. Call an ambulance. I'll get the principal." I ran out to the office. "Ms. Waters passed out. I don't think she's breathing!" The principal came out. "What's going on out here?"

"Ms. Waters passed out."
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I wake up. My head....
I look around. I'm in the hospital? Wasn't I working? Nobody's here. A doctor came in. "Hello, Ms. Waters." He moved the mask so I could breathe on my own. "Hi."

"Are you lightheaded or anything?"

"No."

"Okay good."

"Is my family here?"

"They are. They can come in after I ask you some questions."

"Okay."

"How many hours do you work on a normal day?"

"Eight or maybe six depends on if I leave early."

"And on any other day?"

"When I stay after?"

"Mh."

"Um. Like twelve I guess."

"Okay. Miss, you work too much. You're not getting enough sleep, not enough breaks, you have too much on your mind. You need breaks."

"I thought I could handle it."

"But your family and friends doesn't think so and they were right."

"My family and friends?"

"Yeah. I got these questions from talking to your boyfriend and your boss. Does your boss force you to work?"

"No, he gives me a choice and I always say yes, I always do. My boyfriend was trying to get me not to work today and tomorrow but we had a small argument and he ended up just letting me do what I wanted as long as I took a break."

"Mh. Listen to your family. They definitely know when you're acting different or working too much and you won't know."

"I'm ruining my life."

"Miss, I love that you're doing what you love but I recommend two days off at the least and these meds." He gave me a paper. "At the least?"

"Mh. That means take more days off than two."

"I can take three?"

"Four at most. I'll invite your family in and then I'll be back to discharge you."

"Okay thanks." I sigh and he walked out.