chapter 2

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I stood there holding my stomach as I was bent over the toilet in pain. I looked in the mirror to see nothing less then a pale girl in to much pain to handle. I haven't been feeling good for the past couple weeks, so I was pretty prepared to puke, but I swear this hit me like a train out of no where! I was never good at puking, I was a baby!

I hobble out of the bathroom over to my nurse who kindly asked me to fill out a form explaining all of my contact information.

"Im going to call your mom now hunny"

I nod my head in hopes she'll answer the phone so I have permission to go home!

Within 10 rings, my mother's phone goes right to voice mail.. figures, considering she's never even home with me, and when she's gone she never picks up her phone anyway..

Work work work. work always comes first with both my parents.

"Hmm, let me call your dad now sweety."

Ignoring my slight laugh she tries to give my father a ring, who again doesn't pick up!

"Why don't you just hang out in here for the day, unfortunately I can't let you go home without permission, but I will let you miss some class today!"

Not surprised at the classic no pick up I lay my head down on the nurse beds provided, it seems as soon as my head hit the bed my eyes grew tired, I haven't got good sleep in a while so as soon as I hit the bed my eyes shut, I was out cold and I wasn't waking up either, this felt to good!

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"Oh hi Mr. Beals , you ready for your 4th block meds"

The nice nurse goes to her closest drawer and pulls out the bottle of pills to hand to the boy who seemed not to excited to receive his pills.

He pops one in his mouth and goes to the sink to get water to help let the pill go down smoother.

I sit up from the nurse bed to look at the clock, 4th block was over in 5 minutes, which means I was able to go home soon! I get up from the nurse bed and inform the nurse that i was going to get my things from my first block teacher Mr. Fitz classroom.

"That's actually my 4th block class, I'm heading there now if you wanna walk Together." Kindly smiles the boy who is now following me out of the nurse's office.

"What brought you here Mrs?"

"My name's Emma, Emma rose, and sadly got hit with the classic puke on my desk in front of the whole class syndrome." i smile back at him.

"I'm Zack beagle's, your favorite sophmore football starter."

I smile at his somewhat cocky comment and continue towards Mr.fitz English class. The school bell rings signaling it's time to leave and kids begin hurdling out of class to get the hell out of school and start there way home. I turn into mr.fitz class scrunching my nose at the gaging smell that instantly hit my nose. Damn I thought. I really left my mark in this class huh?

"Oh yah, we've smelt this all day thanks to you."

I grab my stuff nicely set in the back of my class as Zack grabs the rest of his belongings at his desk.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 14, 2018 ⏰

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