Season 1 - Part 3

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"It's fine." Marina said, whipping a tear from her eyes. "W-We better hurry. We have to get to class soon." Marina starts to walk away, pausing for a second to say, "God, I hate being British."

We got to class a few minutes later. God, I really wish school would end already! Our teacher, Mrs. Penelope, started roll call. Lana. Troye. Ariana. Emma. Billie. Jazmin. Brendan. Tyler. Marina. And finally.. Crybaby.

Mrs. Penelope then taught us English. We already know English so it was kinda easy, I guess. I just wanna go home. I don't feel that well. I'm kinda dizzy and nauseous.. hopefully I don't vomit, at least not here or now.

"Crybaby," Mrs. Penelope shouted at me. I stirred up, seeing everyone looking at me. "Can you tell me what Simon said that he doesn't want it but he is not it..."

I looked confused, "w-what?" I asked. Mrs. Penelope sighed.

"What Simon says it and the rest are straight.." She repeated. I don't understand. I wanna go home. "Um," I started, "I-I don't understand, Ma'am."

She raised her voice again, repeating, "What Simon said he had no stay at gays." Everything was getting more and more dizzy. Every word she said sounded like gibberish. What even is this book?? I don't understand.

"Crybaby," she shouted, "what Simon said to why please stop flesh brushed neigh mu-" THUD. Everyone crowded around me. I lied there, like I was dead. I shortly woke up.

- Time Skip -

I made it home. The car ride was silent besides the quiet radio playing my favorite singer, Patsy Cline. "Crazy, I'm crazy for feeling so lonely..." The radio sang.

I was lying in bed. I already threw up twice. Not the best sensation, I hate it a lot. My mother came in with soup and crackers. The best meal to have when you're sick.

My phone was blowing up with texts from my friends..

Marina: hey cry, you alright?

Troye: Cry, what happened? Heard you passed out..

Brendan: Ayo, got snap? That shit was crazy!!🙀😊

Lana: Hey, are you okay?

I thought it was sweet, but I didn't have the energy to text them right now. Too ill to even blink! Or pet my sweet Peanut!!!

"How are you feeling?" Asked mom. "I'm feeling alright, not the best though.." I said. "I wish I wasn't so sick though," I laughed through the pain. Mom laughed too, "it's gonna be ok darling," she said, genuinely, "it shouldn't last that long, unless she's got some curse."

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