Whirlwind || Bob's Burgers

11- Picture Day Disaster

Tina's POV:

The first few days of school are uneventful, but of course it's picture day. Which of course means I'm sick.

Every damn time.

Zeke picks me up anyways, as I am only a bit nauseous, and would like to try getting the photos done.

He's wearing a collared shirt and dress pants. "Ooh la la!" I tease, kissing him.

"Ooh la la yourself." He smiles, looking at me in my picture day outfit. A dress he helped me pick out at the mall the other day.

It's a red suspender dress with a white shirt underneath, paired with tall brown boots.

"You look adorable." Zeke compliments me.

We head to school, Gene walking Alex from his house today.

Louise wears her usual kuchi kopi hoodie and of course, her bunny ears. The only thing that's different for picture day is the dress mom made her wear underneath.

Our arms linked, we walk through the front doors of the school, and are waved over by Amy and Susmita, wearing their own special picture day clothes.

"You made it this year!" Amy cheers me on.

"Don't jinx it." I groan, feeling my stomach attempt to make my breakfast reappear.

"Mr. Carson said we'll be taking the pictures in a few minutes, come on." Susmita walks ahead of us.

"You're pale, babe. Are you feeling sick again?" Zeke stops to examine me.

"Y-yeah." I grimace at my nausea, praying I'll make it. I want at least ONE high school photo.

The school kids line up in the gymnasium, taking photos in front of a green screen background.

"You can make it, T." Amy gives me a smile.

God, I'm so exhausted today. I've been nauseous all morning, cramping up. I hate my period.

That's probably what it is. Ugh. It is about that time.

I finally walk up to take my photo, smiling.

"Oh god oh god oh god." I mutter, still smiling. I can feel the vomit coming.

My photo is taken, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I did it!

But I can't hold it in anymore. Sprinting to the bathroom, I puke in the toilet.

Zeke is probably worried. I stand up, feeling dizzy. "Son of a bitch." I moan.

"Tina? Are you okay?" Amy asks. I see her feet at the stall door.

"Sick again." I sigh.

"I'm sorry T." Susmita chimes in.

"Is Zeke okay?" I question.

"Yeah, he's getting his picture done." Susmita replies.

"Don't worry about him right now. What can we do?" Amy opens the stall door. I didn't lock it, just in a hurry to get to the bathroom.

"Just go back and get your photos. I'm fine." I lie, throwing up again.

"Let me get you something from my backpack." Amy says nervously. What does she have up her sleeve?

She leaves, Grace and Madelyn entering.

"You look like a toddler in that dress." Grace says immediately.

"Yeah, a toddler with the flu!" Madelyn adds.

They laugh, reapplying their makeup in the mirror and taking selfies.