crushing

Chapter ten

I went home and went to bed after. I don't think I dreamed but I was asleep. Maybe I did dream and I forgot it. Or maybe I couldn't sleep...

Anyhow I woke up to a normal morning. Pancakes and bacon. Except my dad ate my bacon again...
I went to school and first person I saw was Tracey. She gave me this discussed look.
I rolled my eyes and git my things from my locker. I looked at myself in a mirror and got this sick feeling in my gut. I dropped everything. Something was wrong, very wrong. I sprinted to the nearest girls bathroom and punched open a stall, leaned over the toilet and vomited.
My head was pounding and it felt like the work was spinning. I knew something wasn't right.
I stayed in the bathroom barfing until my stomach had nothing to puke up anymore.
I walked out of the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked as pale as a ghost. I had tears streaming down my cheeks. I grabbed a paper towel to wipe my mouth and I left the bathroom. I don't know how long it was, we were probably fifteen minuets into class.
I made it the first day.
Second day, nope.
I waddled to the office with the discussing taste of bile in my mouth.
The office lady saw me in the window and ran up to me and helped me stand better.
"I... need to call... my mom... right now." I croaked.
She nodded and picked me up. I was surprised and freaked out a little. I had no idea I was this light.
I passed out in her arms and the next thing I heard was my mom's voice and she was crying, my dad was there and I could hear them talking,
"Were here." I heard my dad say.
It was the hostpital.