Have you ever had one of those days where you wake up and from the moment you open your eyes you know it's not going to be a good day? Where you wake up and you don't feel all that well? Well that's the kind of day I was having. When I woke up this morning to the sound of my mom telling me to get up and get ready for school or I'd be late, I knew today wasn't going to go well for me. My stomach hurt, I had a mild headache, and all I wanted to do was to lay in bed all day and sleep. It wasn't like I was worried I was getting sick or anything, I don't get sick period. Sure, for most people that would still be a lie but for me it's not, I actually don't get sick. I've never been sick in my entire life and don't think I ever will be in the future. If anything I blamed it on being hungry and not being able to fall asleep last night. I quickly got ready for school and grabbed a blue cookie on my way out the door. Paul had left an hour earlier because of a teacher conference that he had that morning so I wouldn't be riding to school with him today. When I got out to the street I began to eat my cookie while I walked to Goode, my high school. I made it through my first and second period classes just fine, but by the time I got to third period I felt like I'd been run over by a Hellhound. I had a massive headache and my stomach kept cramping, making me have to fight to keep down last night's dinner and my breakfast. I was dizzy and exhausted but I was determined to make it through the day. So I straightened up a bit in my seat and tried to pay attention to what the teacher was saying. That was when stomach cramped again and this time even worse than before, unfortunately for me that was the same time that I lost my ability to fight through the pain. I then puked on my desk. So of course, seeing this the teacher sent me with another student to go to the office.
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AN: Ooh, what's making Percy sick? Again, I know it's short, sorry. But I'm trying to do a new chapter for each POV change. Please let me know if you like it or what you think of it. I would love it if you guys would comment. Anyways I'm done rambling will try to update soon. :)
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Taking Care of Percy
FanfictionPercy gets sick at school and Sally is out of town at a writers conference so Paul has to take him home and take care of him. When Percy's fever gets really high, what will Paul do? Can he take care of a sick Percy by himself, or will he need help...