Me, Myself And I

Fainting spells and gossiping colleagues

Jennifer's POV

"Babe, we'll be super late if we don't leave right this minute!" Danny whined as he waited for me. I rolled my eyes at him, a trait I got from Scar. "Hold your horses okay? We can go," I told him. "And your hat?"

"And I forgot my hat," I said as I gave myself a facepalm. Today I am supposed to hand in my project. The one I told Scarlett about. If my hat is the best or second best, it'll be showcased at the spring festival. I hope it looks good enough to win. But I can say I've done everything I creatively can to make it look stunning. "Thanks babe," I said as I kissed Danny on the cheek. We headed out and he drove us to school.

"I'll see you after class and good luck," Danny stated as he kissed me deeply on the lips. A few patrons whistled at our public display of affection. I blushed and kissed him again but it was just a light peck. "Now that was some sugar," my good friend, Rebecca, chuckled as she caught up to me. "Shut up Mariachi!" I turned beet red at her comment. "I'm just saying... Let's hurry, we're already late."

"Ahhh Jennifer nice to see you could make it, I see you roped Rebecca into your tardiness," Mrs dupensé admonished, her French accent layered on thick. "Sorry Mrs dupensé, it won't happen again," I apologized as I made it to my seat. "I'm sure it won't," she said with disbelief. "Alright, as I was saying before I was interrupted-" she said as she eyed me. I looked down in Shame. "I'm hoping everyone brought they're hats. I can already see, from where I'm standing, that you all put in maximum effort," Mrs dupensé smiled.

"You all know the rules, the top two hats will partake at the annual spring festival at the end of this semester-" but Mrs dupensé was cut off by a rather loud knock. "Come in."

A large burly man walked in followed by a petite brunette young lady. "Oh wonderful, I'm glad you guys could make it. Class, silence! Here are our judges, I simply cannot be the only judge and so the university got people from the well-known fashion magazine, Rouge, Mr Singleton and Ms Fonté to be the judges," Mrs dupensé informed us. Our class went stir fry crazy. I knew this lady was crazy, but she has officially become mental...or maybe it's a dream. Yes, a dream. That makes sense, I'm pretty sure I'm about to wake up. Okay, keep calm Jen. I pinched myself and it only hurt.

"Jen, don't freak out," Becky said with caution. But her words barely registered as my vision went blurry.

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I opened my eyes only to be faced with the school nurse. "Ah Jennifer, good to see you awake."

"What happened? Where am I?" I asked, feeling quite confused. "Well, from what I could gather from your friend, you basically passed out after hearing that some top fashion magazine was covering the hat fashion show, and now you're in the school clinic. I'm nurse Cassandra," she said the last part smiling. Well that sounds about right as the last thing I remember was being in class. "That sure sounds like what happened," I chuckled sheepishly, feeling embarrassed.

As Cassandra was about to say something, Becky walked in. "Jen, thank God you're awake," she said holding a coffee. I just smiled at her and looked at Nurse Cassandra to say what she wanted to say before Becky walked in. "Since nothing severe happened to you, I'll just give you painkillers for possible headaches and you'll be on your way." I sighed in relief at her words and true to her words I was out in 5 minutes.

"How embarrassing, Scar will never let me live this down," I laughed at the incident that just took place. "Forget Scarlett, I'll never let you live this down. You fainted! In the middle of the fucking class, I mean!" And that was Becky's undoing. She laughed so hard that we had to stop so she could catch her breath. "I'm leaving you," I said as I left her to her own devices. "I'll see you after class!" She shouted at me. I just carries on walking, still feeling embarrassed and angry at Becky for rubbing the proverbial salt into the wound.