The Sickness

THΣ ҒIRST STΔGΣS

POV: Tommo B. Foxx

It all started with a simple sentence. "I don't feel good," she paused and made a disturbed face. "my stomach feels funny." She grasped her stomach tightly in pain, and switched directions of which she was laying no longer facing me. She swung her pony tail around making it tickle my nose and force a sneeze out of it. "It's just a movie baby girl." I tried to reach over and cuddle her into my arms to make sure she knew she has nothing to be afraid of. But when I did she jumped back in her seat with the most frightened look across her face making everyone in the theatre stare towards the loud rambling. "Noir!" She forced a laugh. It was noticeable that she wasn't okay. She ran her hands threw her bangs. "I'm Sorry darling," she paused and bit her fist holding back a gag. "Just PLEASE don't touch me! I don't feel good at all! Odd, its sort of like I got a wave of an illness over took me out of the blue." I could tell that she was trying to act okay so then my anxiety and over thinking won't come into action, but when you know one of your best friends and at that girl friend is sick how can you not react? I stared back at the screen "watching" the movie as my mind wondered into curiosity and worry. I turned to Lola while shaking my leg, it's a nervous tick of mine, and asked her "Are you queasy or-" but I got interrupted.

Adam quietly growled. He calls her by her middle name. It may not seem like much but with us four that basically means your dead serious with the other person and it's very offensive. "GOD!" He kicked the back of Lola's seat causing her to squeak and give him an evil glance. "You even ruin things in the movies Hermione!" Her jaw dropped with a sassy look on her face. "Why!? Out of all times you get," he made air quotes with his hands "sick"!? Right in the middle of the movie! On opening day at that!" She sat there jaw wide open offended at the use of her middle name being brought up. Lola hissed at him and turned around quickly making her high pony tail fly up. Lola crossed her arms, laid back in her chair, turns around to bicker with Adam but before this sibling rivalry goes down Irene buds in.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! You guys fight like brother and sister!" She let out an irritated breath. "Just always budding heads against one another! Won't you guys get along for at least one day! Also if you didn't realise this is Captain America the Winter Solider!! Please," her voice got soft. "SHUT UP THE HELL UP!!" She yelled and continued to watch the movie. Damn. Irene sure made that conversation end quickly. Irene grabbed her her Captain America Shield backpack and held it curled up in her chair. Luckily she didn't notice that Adam and Lola stuck their tongues out at each other because then they would have been dead. She continues to stay quiet. Mean while my anxiety is getting the best of me. I shake my left leg nervously until I gets too restless and reach over quickly to feel Lola's forehead which makes her scoot back as it frightened her. My hazel eyes widen in shock of her heat signature. I raised the cup holder separating our seats and pulled her in close to me. She nuzzled her head against my chest and laid there. I rubbed my palm on my black skinny jeans because Lola's clamminess stayed on my hand. I looked down at her and she looked up at me. "Lola!" I said. "Your very cold and clammy you weren't kidding when you said You don't feel good. How do you feel now?? Don't lie to me okay?? Just tell me I'm here for you!" My voice began to panic. She noticed my anxiety and looked deep into my eyes. It soothed me and let 50% of my worried go away. Lola lied to me and said "Don't worry darling I'll be fine. When we get home I'll take some medicine and relax while we do what ever we were gunna do." that ended with a little smile and her face blushed. She laid back down on my chest and we were comfy for a good 15 minutes until she became uninterested in the movie by being too distracted by the pains in her stomach. I held her tummy holding it with one arm wrapped around her hoping it would help her from squirming so much.

Irene sits up getting curious about Lola and her sudden sickness. Irene and Adam are sitting in the row behind us and Irene quickly scoots forward just enough to grab Lola's bangs and pull her head back and starts feeling her forehead to see what's up. "Owwwe!!!! IRIE!!!!! My hair!! PLZ LET GO!!!" Lola whined and clawed Irene's hand while trying to let her let go of her hair. Irene wipes her hand on her skinny blue jeans with an odd look on her face. Lola sarcastically said "So that look doesn't make me questionable about my illness! Even though I know I felt bad at the moment. It's bad enough for three more people to have that same reaction about my illness as well!" Irene gave her a bitch smerk. "You think you're so cute don't ya?" Lola made a cupcake face and blushed. It didn't matter the situation that Lola was in she blushed 24/7. "Am I really that bad?" Lola asked with a quirky gesture. "JESUS! Little girl can you get anymore cold!?" Lola looked at her unamused. "How did you even get sick in the first place!??" Irene said in a tone that's best described as WTH. "Honestly, I'm not even sure now that I think about it." Lola said now curious. "Don't get too bad though! This seems like our only day to hang out lately everything has been so hectic! With your cheerleading, my tumbling classes, Tommo's baseball, and Adam addicted to his PS3!" She was right you know. Every time one of us has free time an other one of us is occupied.