A/N I'm so sorry I haven't updated in ages! You've probably forgotten what has happened so I'll just write a quick recap for you.
Recap:
The Bells Academy surfers just had their first competition leading up for points for the final surf off at the end of the year. Tilda didn't surf her best and was really disappointed within herself. She was very competitive so when she finished seconds with Milly beating her she was moody and upset resulting with her going to bed really early.
Justin's POV
"I'm worried about her," I sigh, scooping another spoonful of cereal into my mouth.
"Calm down, she's just tired," Vicky groans, clearly annoyed of my constant concern for my girlfriend. Vicky closes the fridge and makes her way over to me, taking a seat at the kitchen bench with her breakfast.
"Vicky," I sigh causing another groan of annoyance to leave her lips. "She never sleeps this late and you know it," I defend.
"She was exhausted after the comp, her body's probably still recovering just relax," Vicky shrugs as if the situation is totally normal and takes a bite of her banana.
It's currently ten o'clock and Tilda still hasn't woken. It's completely not like her to miss this morning, especially as it's a Sunday and we all know that on Sunday Tilda does her own personal training session since Beth and Scott give us the day off. After the comp yesterday, Tilda pretty much went straight to bed, that was at five and she hasn't been up since. That means she's had seventeen hours of sleep, everyone knows that's not healthy. I know there's something wrong. I can feel it in my gut and it's making me incredibly anxious.
"She wasn't acting like herself yesterday too. This just isn't like her. Vicky I know something's wrong," I continue to rest my case, only for Vicky to fall into hysterical laughter almost chocking on her food. Her laughter only puts a frown on my face. How could she be laughing at a time like this?
"Dude, it's probably just her time of month," she giggles, throwing a smirk at me when her eyes fall on my disgusted expression.
"Okay, okay, let's just drop the topic," I say. Vicky's obviously no help so I get out of my chair, clear up my breakfast mess and head up to my room to check on Tilda.
When I enter the room, Blair and Kia are sitting at our desk on Blair's laptop chatting and laughing, not caring to be quiet.
"Tilda's still asleep you know?" I say, closing the door and making my way over to my bed.
"Yeah, she's pretty out of it," Blair say, a smile forming on his face as he eyes Tilda's sprawled out state.
"New side of her, she must have been exhausted!" Kai joins in.
"So you guys agree?" I say, finally relieved that I'm not the only concerned one. When they don't say anything I look up to see them both mirroring the same confused face. "That this isn't like Tilda," I tell them and they both nod. "I think there's something wrong. She was acting strange yesterday and she been sleeping for hours!" I rant once again.
"That does sound strange" Blair says, raising his eyebrows. "Hey, have you tried waking her up?" he asks and I mentally slap myself. I didn't even try that. Well here goes nothing. I place my hand on her warm skin, unbelievably warm.
"Her skins really warm," I say as I try to shake her awake. Nothing. "Tilds... Tilds," I say as I continuing to shake her. Once again, nothing. I try a few more times but she doesn't wake up, she doesn't move at all. It's like she's paralysed. "Guys..." I say worriedly. Kai immediately rushes to me said and places his hand on her forehead.
"She's definitely got a temperature," Kai says. "Maybe you should fetch Beth and Scott," he adds and I look at Blair.
"On it," he says and rushes out the room.
