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2 | Healing Hearts
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TUESDAY, FIVE MINUTES before my alarm clock even rung, I woke up and went to the shower. The water jolted me awake. Afterwards, I wore my uniform. One thing I forgot to mention about our uniform was that it was bloody irritating to wear. Everyone could tell you go to Lakeside because of the over the top blazer for both men and women. It had some red lining on the edge representing the school colors. Although, it was only proper to wear it correctly, most students don't and I, sometimes, take part in that too because it looked too pretentious. I ate my breakfast before taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor. Usually my breakfast would contain hot chocolate and any random fruit I could grab in our pantry, but today, mom made the effort to cook eggs and sausages because I couldn't eat the medicine on an empty stomach.

It felt weird how suddenly mom was so involved with my life again, at least dad was still normal. Normal meaning, late nights and early mornings to the office. Mom insisted he worked from home because of my condition and thank God, she didn't press him on it.

Mom dropped me at the school's main entrance. "Be safe," she said as she drove off. "Dude!" Asher called as we did a bro hug. "You didn't show up yesterday," he remarked. "What are you talking about?" I laughed as Will patted me at the back.

"You weren't here yesterday? We were like looking for you the whole morning and after class," Asher said, in a matter of fact. "I even left you a message."

"Oh, I went in late and I had to tutor somebody after class," I said realizing the misunderstanding. "And my phone died."

I took my phone out and realized that I haven't used it since yesterday morning in the hospital. There were numerous notifications and I scrolled through to find Asher's. True enough, I saw his and showed it to him. "See, look! Didn't even respond to me," Asher said, pouting and nodding his head, his black hair bouncing—I think he needs a haircut.

Then a girl bumped me at my back. "Shit," I lowkey whispered as I turned around to see a girl with brown hair. She looked familiar. "Sorry," she said, rubbing her eyes before continuing off. She didn't bother looking up.

I narrowed my eyes and tried to think when was the last time I saw her. She was someone familiar, I could tell because I've seen that honey brown hair from somewhere. I'm sure she couldn't be new, but can't seem to figure it out. I shrugged, giving up and continued to listen to Will and Asher's senseless arguments again, this time about some basketball socks.

The bell rang and we headed off to class. I had chemistry during Tuesday mornings, which I wasn't really in the mood, at least for today. The only thing great about chemistry was the fact that Will and Asher is there talking nonsense. It reminded me that I'm still, in fact, here and alive. I entered the classroom and saw the usual group hanging at the back. I gave them a quick glance and noticed the girl who bumped me was the same girl from yesterday. I shrugged at the realization. Sitting down at my usual seat, I rubbed the temples of my head, it was going to be a long day ahead, I hope this slight headache wouldn't get in the way.

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"Thanks," I said to the nurse, passing back the bottle of Advil she gave me.

Just like what I had expected, it was a long day. Too long, that I just needed some Advil. Maybe it was the stress of knowing that the doctors found nothing. It was killing me that I didn't know what was wrong with me. I took the pill with some water, before shaking my head, in attempt to clear my thoughts. "Chase, are you okay?" the nurse asked, clearly concerned.