Mod High

Mae-Eye Be of Service?

This whole day has been from hell. It was only halfway through our second lunch detention, but I couldn't shake of the weird sense tormenting my body. I had woken up feeling well enough, but once I had dragged myself downstairs to join Nicolette and the demonic trio, I was rammed with an intense nauseating sensation. Some made me so giddy I wanted to vomit. Others were so depressing all I wanted to do was sleep forever. But what troubled me the most was that none of these feelings were mine. I just couldn't pinpoint what was causing me to have such intense emotions when my entire day had been mundane.

When I told Nicolette, she insisted I stay home, but of course I refused. It was even more strange that I felt just fine once I had left the house. The solitary walk was like a breath of fresh air. My head cleared, and my stomach settled. It was magnificently peaceful.

And then I entered the school.

The second the double doors locked me in this cage invested with hormone driven teens, I was bombarded with unique yet equally revolting emotions. The mere thought of food made me want to flip some tables. Now I had to watch Victor scarf down the largest Sloppy Joe on the face of the earth. That, paired with Kori drinking mustard with a straw was seriously testing me.

"You feeling alright, Rae?" Garfield asked.

"Yea," I grumbled.

"Ya sure?" he tilted his head to peer at my face. "You didn't even yell at me when I called you 'Rae'."

He lifted up my bangs and placed his hand on my forehead. The coolness of his touch might have been comforting if not for an even greater tidal wave of nausea blaring over me.

"I'm fine," I snapped, jerking my head away.

"You're hot," he said before blushing madly. "I mean, you aren't hot. I-I mean, you kinda are-ugh! You have a fever!"

He was shouting by the end of his rambling and his face was redder than ever. I sincerely wish I could have laughed at his flustered behavior, but for some reason his animated actions made me feel even worse.

"I think I'm going to be sick," I clutched my stomach. The last thing I remember was free-falling into a pair of arms.

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When I woke up I was in a pure white room with blue curtains acting as dividers. The cold leather underneath me felt clammy and unpleasant. I groaned a bit as I attempted to prop myself on my elbows. I collapsed in seconds.

"Woah, there," a soothing voice spoke. "You need to rest now, dear. Mai says so."

I turned to see an elderly woman, plump with gray hair neatly tucked into a bun underneath a nurse's cap.

"Oh, I bet you're wondering how you got here. Well, you took quite a fall back in the cafeteria earlier, probably didn't eat enough, you look so thin. But you're friend-what was his name?-Oh, yes, Garry. He carried you all the way here. Poor thing looked worse than you did. You gave us all a great fright."

"Garfield brought me here?" my voice sounded hoarse.

"Oh, was that his name? I must be getting forgetful, you know. My mind isn't as sharp as it used to be. So many children come and go. It's so hard to keep up."

"Do you happen to know what class we are in?" I asked.

"I believe there are a few minutes remaining in seventh period. Are you certain you do not want to rest a little more?"

"No," I smiled as I swung my legs off the edge of the bed and sat up. "I'm feeling much better. Thank you."

"Alright, dearie," Nurse Mai (May-Eye) said. "But please take this."