I found her first

Chapter 25

Ramona's POV

I walk into the classroom and sit into an empty seat next to Jackson. "Ramona, don't sit next to your friend. Sit over there." The teacher said pointing to a corner. "I have to sit in the corner?" I asked. "Yes you do! Now go!" He yelled. I rolled my eyes and walked over to the corner and putting my stuff down.

"You need to take out your work you didn't finish Mrs. Gibbler." The teacher crossed his arms.

"Oh right. Sorry." I say. I look down at my bag to get all my work out and then I put it on my desk and started to work.

My head felt like it was spinning around and around. I felt dizzy when I looked up and also looked down. I looked at my hands and they where shaking so much.

"Hey, Ramona? Are you okay?" Jackson whispered.

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine. Just stuck on something." I lied.

"You sure?" He asked.

"Yeah-" I got cut off.

"STOP TALKING! This is detention! Not social hour!" The teacher yelled.

"Sorry sir." Jackson says.

"That was your last warning. If I see you guys talking again, then you will have an extra month in detention. Got it?!" He yelled.

"Got it." Jackson and I say at the same time.

"And you Ramona, you have a lot of work to do. You can't talk or you will be punished besides having detention." The teacher said.

"Yes sir. I-I'm S-sorry for talking." I say keeping my head down.

It was quiet. I was shaking more than ever and I was so dizzy and my vision was getting blurring.

"Ummm... can I use the restroom?" I asked.

"No! You need to work." The teacher yelled.

"But I-" he stopped me.

"Stop talking Mrs Gibbler!" He yelled.

I put my head down and started to cry a little.

I got so dizzy that I lost balance on my chair. I fell right onto the hard word old floor and everything went black.

Jackson's POV

I am really worried about Ramona. She doesn't look so good. Well, she always looks good but right know, she looks really pail and I looked over at her looking at her hands and she was really shaking like she was so nervous about something.

Then all of a sudden, I heard a big thump on the floor. I turn around to see Ramona on the floor.

"Ramona!!" I yelled running over to her.

"Jackson! Sit back down! She's fine. She's just faking." The teacher yelled.

I look at him like I'm about to strangle him and kill him. "Ramona is on the floor curled up and shaking and all you could say is for me to sit back down and say that she's faking?!!!!!" I yelled on the top of my lungs.

"Mrs Fuller! You can't talk to me like that! I'm the teacher, your the student and you need to do what I say!" He yelled.

"I'm not going to do what you say this time. There is something seriously wrong with Ramona! I'm going to the principles office!" I yelled getting off the floor.

"Wait no..." I ran out of the room to fast to hear the rest of what he was going to say.

I ran to the principles office and ran inside to see a teacher already in there.

"Can I help you?" Principle Franklin asked. That's his name but his last name. The principle.

"Yes! I really need your help. Me and my girl- me and my friend were in the detention room and then she fell on the floor and I don't know what's wrong with her." I cry.

"Why can't Mr. Stacy help you? He's in the room." Principle Franklin asked.

"He won't help. He think she's faking! She's not! Just please help!" I cry louder and harder.

"Okay okay. Calm down. What's your name?" He asked.

"Jackson. Jackson fuller." I say.

"Oh. So your Jackson fuller. Your mom emailed me. I will tell you tomorrow at school. I need to help your friend." He smiled.

"Thank you." I say running out of the room with principle Franklin behind me.

I run into the room and then principle franklin right behind.

"Why didn't you help this young lady Mr Stacy?!" He yelled.

"She faking!!! Don't believe her!" Mr Stacy yelled.

"Does she really look like she's faking?!" Mr franklin yelled asked.

Mrs Stacy stayed quiet.

"You know what I'm going to do?" Mr franklin asked.

"W-what?" Mr Stacy asked.

"Your fired. Pack your things out of your room and get your ass out of this school by the morning!" Mr franklin yelled.

"What?! You can't fire me!" Mrs Stacy yelled.

"Yes I can! I'm the principle! Now pack your stuff! Get out of here!" He yelled.

Mr Stacy for his bag and got all of his things and ran out of the room scared and mad at the same time.

"Y-you didn't have to fire him." I say quietly.

"Yes I did. The modo for this school is to help a student if he or she if hurt and having trouble. Apparently, he didn't follow that rule." He said. "Now, we need to call 911. She needs to go to the hospital." He said.

"Th-th-the hospital?!" I yelled crying again.

"Yeah. She needs to go to the hospital. There's something wrong with her blood surfer in pretty sure." He said.

"I was just at the hospital. I don't want to go again! Definitely if it's Ramona in there for weeks!" I yelled crying.

"Shh. Shh. Look Jackson. She's going to be fine. I bet she won't be in the hospital for weeks. Maybe a week or two I guess but she will be fine. There's nothing to worry about. Okay?" He asked.

"O-okay." I calm down.

Mr Franklin pulled out his phone and called 911.

About 20 minutes after he called, they came and ran inside the school to room where we were in. They put her over a thing. (I honestly don't know what it's called but it's the thing that they put the patients on and then they put them in the ambulance.)

They took her away with me running behind them crying so hard.

They took her in the ambulance and they drove away. Me crying harder than I ever did.

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