Red Dust

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

"Love and a cough cannot be hid." -George Herbert

     "Where were you! Ohmigosh Rissa, you look sick!" my sister-from-another-mister Sadie was buzzing around me frantically trying to figure out the answers. I coughed more. "Rissa, you really don't look so good. C'mon, y'all should sit down." Her brown curls that framed her worried face bounced dizzyingly. Dizzying enough, that I started to get a little queasy. "Jeez, I'm suprised you haven't turned green yet, child. You should get somethin' to eat. You're lucky you came here durin' lunch hour." She shoved a pb & j "sammich" at my face. I stared blankly at it, as if it were poison. "You really gotta eat sumthin' hun." I rolled my eyes and looked at her pleading face. Puppy dog eyes... I thought. "Pwease?" I was guilted into shoving my face with everything in her lunchbox. I said my first two words since the five minutes I'd been there. "Thanks, Sadez." "Hey, did you run into a guy or sumthin'?" My other friend Courtesy, or Tessy, asked. I gave her a questioning look. "You just have 'the look.'" I put my head down and laughed. 'The look' was something we'd been disscussing in gym when we walked. A girl usually had the look when she was either A. extremely happy, or B. In love. "I don't have the look!" I got a little defensive, and started coughing into my elbow, then realized I was coughing out the red dust. I quickly and discreetly brushed it off my arm. "Hey, calm down. You're face is getting really red. Are you feelin' okay?" Sadez asked. "Yeah , Rissa, you don't look so good." Tessy and Sadez said in unison, "I think you better go to the nurse."