I don't want to feel

Chapter 30

The following morning had just gone from bad to worse.

I had woken up at five o’clock in the morning because I was feeling nauseous, and had then spent more than two hours emptying myself in the loo.

This, had triggered off the nastiest migraine, which I still hadn’t been able to shake off.

As if I didn’t have enough on my plate already, I was called to the board in Maths, and I wrote the correction of the wrong exercise. Everyone laughed… except for the teacher, who then decided to pick on me until the end of class.

By the end of period 1, I was so exhausted, that I fell asleep in Science, and apparently, I snored and then moaned?!

Anyway, I was woken up by a very flustered Mr. Jenkins, going on and on about some video on YouTube which showed two tortoises mating or something… I was too mortified to utter a word, so I kept nodding quickly at whatever he was saying… Around me, my classmates seemed to be having the time of their lives…

Period 3 could have ended up pretty badly, as I fell asleep while swimming… Yeah… I didn’t know it was possible, either!

Luckily, Stavinsky noticed me as I started drowning, so he dove and got me out of the water.

Needless to say, Coach was fuming. He immediately sent me to sleep off whatever was going on with me, demanding that I be in a better shape by period five, that afternoon.

Too glad to get some respite from this horrendous day, I obediently went to lie down on top of one of the thick gym floor mats that the P.E. teachers kept piled up in a corner of the sports hall, and I passed out almost instantly.

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“Look at her, sleeping like a baby.”

Hmmm… Was that Danny?

“What was Mr. Jenkins all about, earlier, anyway? Did he say that Sam had moaned like a tortoise in a vid from Youtube?!”

That was definitely Adam’s voice… I’ve missed that voice so much!

“Wait up, I’m looking it up on my mobile right now.”

Josh… Oh no, don’t tell me they are going to watch that tortoise video Mr. Jenkins mentioned in class…

“Hiiiiinnnnnn… Hiiiiinnnnn… Hiiiiinnnnnn… Hiiiiinnnnn… Hiiiiinnnnnn… Hiiiiinnnnn…”

“What the fuck?!”

They were now, all laughing hysterically.

“Oy, oy! Is Sam there?... What are you doing?... What the fuck are these tortoises doing?... No. Fucking. Way!”

“Oh, Martin!” Danny said in the midst of her laughing fit. “You’ve missed out big time this morning.”

She then proceeded to list all my recent achievements.

However, he kept interrupting her with vivid details from last night’s party, so that, soon, they were competing on who had the best anecdote involving Sam.

Don’t mind me… Grrr … How humiliating… I’m actually right here, guys!?

“Do you know what’s up with her?” Adam suddenly asked sounding really sad.

“Well, duh! You, is what’s up!” Martin was clearly annoyed. “Oh, and by the way, we defend good together at footie, and we’re mates and all, but hurt her, and I’ll kill you. She’s a proper gem, Sam is…”

“I know.” Adam whispered. “But I don’t get it…”

“She thought you were with Chey’…” Martin huffed. “Anyway, got to go. Tell her I said ‘Oy, Oy!’ and make sure she eats lunch… Seeyah!”