I woke up, a wet rag on my forehead, feeling extremely overheated. I felt someone with my left hand in their right hand. I looked over to see the baby faced, black curled Kirk to the left of me.
"Hi." I croaked, him smiling.
"Are you better?" He asked, happy that I was awake, I guess. "You were out for a bit because of the extreme heat. Everyone out there is extremely concerned. That's why I'm with you."
"I feel fine, I guess." I said, looking straight into his brown eyes. "I can probably get out of this bed, but I probably can't do sports." I said, siting up.
"Excuse me mam?" Kirk said, looking over to the nurse. "May I take her?"
"Fine. It's cooled down, anyway. No sports though, young man."
Holding out his hand, I held his hand, jumping off the bed. I was a little weak, so I needed help to walk.
Limping down to the guys, it was real hard to walk. My arm slung around Kirk. I saw James, and him running down to me.
"Are you alright?" He asked, concerned.
"Of course, don't worry. Calm your tits." I joked, settling down into the grass. "I'm going to lay here, fight me if you don't want me to."
