Chapter 7

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I open my eyes. I see nothing, I hear nothing, I feel nothing ... Wait... Everything starts to come back. First thing I see: the ceiling...I realize that I'm lying on my back which doesn't make sense because I was sitting at a table! My head! It hurts too much! Both in and behind it, as if I had taken a blow. I'm in a bed. 'Where am I ?' The pain in my head fades. I turn my head, people are talking next to me. Two voices seem familiar and another don't. Andy and Emma are here by the bed talking with a woman at the other end of the room, whom I don't recognize. I think I'm in the infirmary. I listen. They're talking about me. Emma is telling that she saw me falling on my back, that I fell without them being able to catch me and that it made a real crowd in the cafeteria...

"She regain consciousness !" Andy shouted, turning to me.

I hear a woman saying that she doesn't need to make me "smell this! " now. 'What are they talking about ?' 'I'm clueless here!' The woman comes to me. 'Is she the nurse ?' I sit up on the bed. 'Oh my head !' She places herself next to me and ask me if I'm feeling better. 'Well yes, I'm fine, I feel like I've been hit by a trick but really, I'm fine.'

I'm not an idiot, I guess I fainted for me being here, but it's ok. I'm fine.

I ask them to explain to me what happened. So apparently I fell backwards from the bench where we were seating, head first on the ground. Which is why I feel like someone had thrown a punch on my head. There was Immediately a crowd around me in the cafeteria for all to see what was happening. I imagine very well the scene, the number of people that where there to satisfy their morbid curiosity. I say that but if I were them, I'll probably do the same...

Then they tried to wake me up but it was impossible. They were so afraid that they brought me to the infirmary and the woman, who is indeed the nurse, wanted to make me smell something strong enough that it would awakes me, but fortunately I did it before that. She informs Emma and Andy that they can go now, the kind of information that sounds more like an order than an actual suggestion. I see that the two are reluctant but they have no choice and therefore leave saying me that they'll see me later.

I don't want to find myself alone with the nurse. But at that time I, too, have no choice. I don't like school nurses and the question she just asked me was what I expected as big as a house.

"Do you know why you fainted? Do you have some problems ? "

I have no desire to answer, but if I stay quiet she'll not take that as an "you annoy me, I don't want to tell you my life" but rather as a simple "yes".

So I tell her that I didn't eat this morning and that I'm stressed because of the house moving. She asks me if I want to talk about it. 'Dammit, she's annoying !'

I know for some people these kind of nurses are very helpful, there are some people who tell them all their lives and feel better after that, and that's good for them. But I have no desire to tell my life to someone I don't know.

"I'm just stressed out that's all. Can I go ?"

She ignores my question and tells me that I should go to the hospital for some tests because I can have health problems. 'Yeah, cool, but no...'

"Can I go ?"

She tries one more time to make me talk, but finally surrenders to the evidence that she can get nothing from me and she can't hold me in her office all day. So she lets me go. 'Phew! It was about time !'

Now that I got out I think about earlier. I have no idea of why it happened. This is the first time I faint and I must say that it's weird! I guess this is due to all the stuff that kept coming at me. Not a big deal, just an accumulation of small problems. Or a health problem, perhaps she's not wrong after all, but in this case I would rather not even think about it!

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