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| Connor's POV |
I woke up the next morning with a mind-shattering headache.
"Connor, get up! Time to get ready for school!" My dad hollered through my bedroom door.
"Can you not scream right now?" I hollered back, gripping my throbbing forehead.
"Sorry son, no can do! Let's go!" He yelled even louder this time. I could tell he was standing directly in front of my bedroom door to purposely yell louder.
I huffed and threw my blanket off me as I slowly sat up. I placed both of my feet firmly on the floor below and slowly started to stand up, but instantly stumbled back down onto the comfort of my bed.
"Well, today is going to suck." I mumbled to myself. I stood up again and finally made it to my bathroom. I immediately shrugged off my boxers and got into the shower. The warmth of the water helped a little to wake me up, but my throbbing headache still made me feel nauseous.
"Maybe I just need to puke." I told myself. I opened the shower curtain and leaned over the toilet just as everything came up. After a few minutes of emptying my stomach into the toilet, I flushed but then immediately cursed myself as scolding hot water burned my skin.
"Fuck!" I yelped, standing as far away from the stream of water as I could.
Once the temperature cooled off some, I was able to finish my shower.
I got out and wrapped a towel around my waist as I stood in front of the mirror and began brushing my teeth. After that, I ran a comb through my hair and then left the bathroom to head over to my closet.
After picking out a simple pair of jeans and a white T-shirt, I threw my clothes and shoes on then grabbed my bag and phone and headed downstairs.
The instant smell of food caused my stomach to turn yet again, but I was able to keep my stomach from regurgitating once more.
"Hello dear! Breakfast?" My mother smiled wide, knowing that I couldn't eat anything right now. She picked up the plate of pancakes and brought them to my nose, forcing me to inhale the delicious, yet nauseating aroma.
"Mom, please!" I whined, stepping away from the plate of pancakes and going to sit at the kitchen table.
My mom laughed and poured a cup of coffee then walked over to place it in front of me. "Here, you'll need this."
"Thanks." I mumbled, taking a large gulp of the bitter liquid.
A few moments later, Mark and Red came strolling down the stairs. They both looked as bad as I felt.
Do I look as bad as they do?
"Well hello there boys! Breakfast?" My mom chirped, holding the plate of food directly in front of their faces the same way she did to me just a few minutes ago.
"Mom, please don't harass my friends." I sighed, peering over my coffee cup.
"Who's harassing? I am merely asking if they want something to eat. I mean after all, you boys had quite the night last night." She innocently stated.
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