"Jake wake up, it's time for breakfast!"
Ugh. School. The only good thing about school is when you get a sub and get to screw around.
So I very slowly trudge down to the main floor of our three story house. And with my luck I trip down the stairs.
Way to start off the morning.
"Hey mom I have a great idea" I say encouragingly.
"Sure honey go for it."
"I'm gonna quit school. Sounds like a plan?" I say with a bit of sarcasm.
"Oh yeah so you can end up like your father? Go for it." She says matter-of-factly. "Now go get dressed for school."
"But mom I don't feel good," I lie strait through my teeth, I'm getting good at this.
"Go get the thermometer" she states plainly.
When I finally reach the closet where the thermometer is at, I take it to my room and put it up against my space heater. Then I take it downstairs.
"Oh dear." Mom says worried.
"What's wrong mom"
"Jake get ready quick we're going to the hospital."
"What? Why?" I ask curiously.
"Your temperature is 107.6 now go get ready!"
"Mom I put that up to my space heater calm down."
We say on silence until the bus pulled up.
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