Wyatt and Wendy

Chapter 3

Wendy

I wouldn't have minded having English everyday but since Chapman was non-semester they had their courses every other day; so today instead of learning about the influence of Shakespeare in modern writing I was running five laps around a regulation sized track. My thighs burned like I was being stabbed with a thousand hot knives, my vision was blurry, and my chest felt tight. I pushed myself to run although I was losing function of my legs little by little. "Stop and collapse" I turned my head, Roxy was now beside me.

"What? Why?"

"Because then I would volunteer to take you to the nurse and that would save both you and I from continuing to run the remaining three laps".

I slowed my pace then dropped to the floor. The coach blew his whistle, "Rock, take her to the nurse."

"Sure thing coach" she helped me up and the two of us hobbled over to the infirmary.

"Okay, who do we have in here today Roxy" the nurse said coming in.

"Wendy"

"Is she new?"

Roxy nodded "yeah she came in two days ago."

The nurse looked at Roxy "and you already have her doing your dirty work".

She opened the fridge that sat wedged in the corner and handed me a bottle of water, "you're fine sweetie". "See you next week Roxy," she said over her shoulder as she stepped out of the room.

"You too Diane."

I began to stand up but Roxy pushed me back unto the bed "do you really want to go and run?"  I scooted back onto the bed looking around the makeshift infirmary.

An awkward silence hung between us as we sat in the infirmary. I focused my attention to a picture of the nurse that hung on the wall. She had long brown hair, almond shaped brown eyes and crooked smile.

"Your name is short for Roxanne right?" I asked trying to create a conversation.

"Please don't call me that, hearing that name brings a lot of bad memories.”

She looked around her then said, "I hope you don't mind me saying this but, your boyfriend is hot".

"Um thanks," I said shivering on the inside.

"Not just hot but like seriously sexy" she hopped onto the bed. I gulped down water pushing back the vomit that was arousing in my throat.

"You can have him if you want," I said. She whipped her head around "what?"

"Yeah" I shrugged.

"Are you serious he's like drop dead gorgeous?"

I cringed "he's also my brother so yeah I am serious".

"You're dating your brother?"

"No! Ew"

"Oh so you lied" she said accusingly

"Actually you guys assumed he was my boyfriend because of the pictures, and he just told you that he was because he was trying to "help" me".

"Okay guys time to go I have somebody that is actually sick," the nurse said opening the door. 

At lunch, I took a seat and started eating away from view of Bridget and her friends. I couldn't handle another lunch with them.

"Not sitting with Bridget?" Matthew asked sitting down with his tray.

"Yesterday was torture."

"Well now you know them better."

I laughed "yeah."