The Pointe Of The Game

Chapter 9

Olivia Beckham

I wake up to the sound of Sofia crying.

 I groan and look at the clock; 3:30am. Why in the world is she awake?!? 

Nevertheless, I quickly walk to her room for fear of her waking anyone else up. I pick her up and notice instantly that she's all hot. That's just lovely. I mean I guess it could be from sleeping but she usually sleeps really good. That probably means that her temperature is most likely sickness and not from sleeping. 

I decide against waking up my parents because my mom has a 15 hour shift, and my dad has a 20 hour shift. Plus, it's not like I've never handled something like this before. I go downstairs and make her a sippy cup of water. Then I bring her back upstairs and attempt to put her back to sleep in her crib but she seems determined to stay awake and out of bed.

In the end, I'm too tired to fight her on it so I just bring her to my room to lay down with me. She falls asleep quickly after that and soon I feel myself drifting off again too. 

I wake up again at 5 o'clock to a slobbery hand hitting my face. I stop the hand and open my eyes to look at my sister. She looks like she's about to cry. I sit up and feel her to see if she's still warm and sure enough, she still is. I get out of bed knowing that my mom is awake and getting ready to go to work. I walk into the kitchen with Sofia on my hip. My mom senses our presence and looks up from where she's making eggs. 

"Sofia is really warm and she woke up at three thirty this morning. I didn't  want to wake you because I know you have work today" I say handing her over.

She takes her and feels her forehead before going into our medicine cabinet and grabbing the thermometer and putting it on her head. 

I go back upstairs and grab my clothes so I can take a shower. I grab my phone off my nightstand and see some text messages. 2 from Charlie, 1 from my dance teacher, and 5 from my dance club group chat. I open Charlie's thread first: 

Charlie: Want a ride to school?

Charlie: I don't have BP today

Olivia: Sure and we don't have to take my siblings 2day

Then I open my dance teacher and I's thread:

Coach James: Can you come in today at five? I know we don't have practice today but I want to go over your solo for our next concert and I want to go over the details and start teaching you some choreo.

Olivia: Let me see if I'm available, how long is the practice?

She doesn't reply immediately so I move on to our dance group thread:

Rachel: Who's absolutely ready to start dancing again? 

Makenna: I'm going stir crazy I'm not only ready, I NEED to dance

Maddie: I've been going over the choreo nonstop i need something new

Maddie: I've started making new choreo just for the fun of it

Amelia: coach is gonna whip my butt guys I haven't stretched all break 

Olivia: LOL Ur right she's gonna kick your butt why didn't you stretch