Kimberly's POV
I didn't want to get up. I feel sick.
"Kimberly!" Dad yells.
"What!!" I yell back.
"Come here!!" He yells back.
I roll out of bed I don't get dressed, I just walk down.
When I get down I see people. Too many people that are talking and things. Chance is right in front of me. I jump on is back and whisper, "Take me back to my room. I don't feel good." He doesn't hesitate one minute and takes me back.
He sits me down on my bed and I go back to sleep.
Chance's POV
I walk back down.
"Guys Kimberly is sick." I say without emotion.
Kimberly's POV
I fall asleep again, and I'm not bothered.
Someone comes in and puts a note on my bed.
Dear Kimberly,
We stop by to see if everything was ok, because you didn't want to hang out yesterday. We hope you feel better. Love,
WDW boys +Tyler &Lena.
I read the note and texted Jonah.
Kimbo⭐: I'm fine. Feeling better anyway.
Jonah😷✊: Alright good.
Kimbo⭐: Yeah good.
*End of conversation*
I went downstairs and everyone's talking, so much it made my head hurt worse.
"Everybody shut up!!" I yell at the top of my lungs.
They stop and look at me.
"Are you ok?" Dad asked.
"Fine." I say.
"Alright." He says.
I go and get a water. I can only keep so little down it feels like.
I head back up and take one of my boxes and put my note from the guys and stuff in there.
I head over to my couch, right now I'm really missing Clarissa. I really want to see her.
I text my dad.
Kimbo⭐: Tomorrow, do you think we can go see Clarissa, my best friend at the adoption center??
Dad💖: Only if you feel ok.
Kimbo⭐: Alright.
*End of Conversation*
I go get ready for bed and take a shower. I brush my teeth, and wash my face.
Off to bed.
