Nichelle's P.O.V.
September 13th 2014 ; Saterday
It was finally September , the day's started getting shorter and less hot. The state fair was coming up soon and I was determined to get all my friends together and go the last weekend of the fair.
Two weeks had gone by since me and my friends planned out this weekend, it was Friday and the plan was set for the following morning. Everything was going as planned until Saturday morning rolled around. I woke up feeling extremely nauseous and my mouth was watering. I got up yelled at my mom Juliette that I was gonna throw up, and ran to the bathroom and immediately threw up all over , barely making it to the garbage. I thought to myself well, my days going to suck , and went back to bed after brushing my teeth and putting my hair up. Texted my friends and said you'll have to go without me I've been throwing up all morning 😷😰😨. As strange as this school years been already , coincidentally Ryan would be there and I think I miraculously got sick that morning so I didn't have to be around him. Ricky had called me a few days ago saying that Ryan had this plan to get me back and was going to go through with it at the fair, which pretty much made me sick stressing out about what he would do. Needless to say I watched Netflix and threw up a lot that weekend, nothing went as planned (at least for me ) the guys were kind enough to send me pictures of how much fun they were having , my favorite one being when they were all on a ride and fit everyone into one group picture. Which was pretty cool , I felt like I was with them even though I was at home sick. Thankfully I was better by Monday morning , but still had a fever so no school for this girl 😷
If this doesn't sum up how senior year has been going for me , well then I don't know what will.
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