" I just wanna be myself " (A Hunchback Of Notre Dame fanstory)

Chapter 12

Edgar woke up with an excruciating headache, he wanted to lie and say he was fine, because today was a very important day ( At least to him. ), He was starting a new school, in a new country! And he wanted today to be perfect, even if he was sick. Slowly, he dragged himself out of his bed, brushed his teeth, got his clothes on, tied his shoes, grabbed a protein drink, and left for the bus stop, and by that point, his headache had gotten worse, but he hid it, he didn't want to miss the first day of school in a new place, where he would learn about a lot of stuff that he hadn't been taught yet.

The bus picked him up, along with some other kids on it's route. As the bus turned down the road leading to the school, Edgar felt his stomach churn, he covered his mouth as he felt himself gag, he didn't want to throw up, he didn't want his first day to be ruined.

Edgar limped down the main entrance, where upon looking at his schedule, noticed that his first class was down the right corridor, at the end of the hallway. An audible sign escaped past his lips as he made his way down the corridor and walked into the classroom.

The class noticed him as he sat down at his desk, which was marked with his name, some kids waved, some said ' Hi ' and some kept silent. The teacher, Mx. Sapphire, noticed that Edgar wasn't looking to good, he was getting pale, beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead, and his breathing has become agitated.

 " Edgar? is everything alright? You don't look to good. Are you sick? " Mx. Sapphire asked, a concerned tone in their voice as they got down to Edgar's eye level.

Edgar gulped " I'm Okay..! Just... nervous " He spoke as he wiped his forehead clean of sweat with his shirt, his stomach churning once again " I'm new here " he muttered, trying to hide the fact that he was very clearly nauseated.

Mx. Sapphire frowned slightly as they turned their attention to the girl sitting next to Edgar, whom was working on a drawing for her father's birthday, which was a few weeks away. There was glitter on the table, cut up pieces of paper, stickers, glue sticks, crayons, & markers.

" Fatima, be sure to clean that up before you go outside to work on the flowers we've planted, okay? " Mx. Sapphire spoke to the girl, who nodded in response as she finished up the present for her dad.

Edgar turned to look at the girl sitting next to him. She had dark tan skin, dark brown eyes, jet black hair that went to her shoulders, and a cleft lip! He was honestly a bit surprised to see someone with a cleft lip in his school, let alone sitting next to him. She was wearing a black & red striped sweater, a long black skirt, & black mary jane shoes. She also had a small purse tossed around her shoulders.

" Hello! You must be new! " Fatima said to Edgar, who was caught off guard by her introduction, as he wasn't even paying attention " I'm Fatima! " She spoke with a smile " You don't look okay, you sick? "

" I...I'm Edgar " Edgar spoke as he felt his headache get worse " I... i feel- " Just before he could continue speaking, he felt bile come up his throat as he covered his mouth, gagging as he did so. Fatima jumped up out of her seat, grabbed Edgar's arm, and ran him to the small garbage can near the door, where he promptly vomited into the can, filling it up. The class all exclaimed out of disgust.

" Fatima, take him to the nurses office! He's ill and he needs to be taken home! " Mx. Sapphire exclaimed as they frantically wrote down both Edgar and Fatima's names on small sheets of paper and ushered them out the classroom.

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The thermometer beeped twice, the nurse blinking in shock as she read the numbers that were plastered on the little screen.

" 103.2 degrees Fahrenheit?! Good heavens, little one! How did you not know how sick you were? " The older woman exclaimed as she wiped the thermometer clean and placed it back into the plastic case it came in.

Edgar looked down, a saddened look on his face, eyes red and glossy from vomiting, his little body shuddering as he whimpered and groaned. Despite laying down on the little bed that was in the nurses office, he wasn't comfortable, his body hurt, his chest hurt, his stomach hurt. All he wanted was for his first day at his new school to be perfect, and him being sick practically ruined it.

Fatima sat in a small plastic chair that was next to the bed, gently holding Edgar's hand as she reached into her small purse and pulled out a bottle of Gatorade, a drink that her father usually drank and she would drink too whenever she was sick. She carefully poured the drink into a small styrofoam cup and carefully handed it to Edgar, who took it in his hand.

" What... What's this? " Edgar asked weakly as he looked into the cup at the light blue liquid.