The New Girl

{16} Lots of texts, lots of knocks, and lots of weird friends.

Even though my two adorable friends, Harry and Niall, made me feel better...I really don't. No one knows I was a loser! Not even Chelle. I bit my lip. Maybe if Ella keeps bugging me I'll tell her about my past.  But only Chelle!

"Chill your tits girl." Chelle laughed. "What?" I mumbled snapping out of my thoughts. Chelle was painting my nails in our dorm. She started staring at me confused. "What's been up with you today? Seriously?" "I already told you, I'm tired!" I lied. Chelle rolled her eyes.

"You like?" She held up my hand softly. My nails were dark purple with gold sparkles. I scoffed, "You know...you can always do everything right." "Nails maybe. But not exactly everything." Chelle responded. "Pretty much Chelley. You get the guys, you're pretty, you have friends-" "That's what it seems like." Chelle said quietly.

I decided to leave whatever that all meant alone. I'd maybe ask her later. Now I really just want to go to sleep. Today totally sucked.

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Friday.

 

"NO YOU CAN'T GRACIE! THE PARTY IS TOMORROW!" Chelle screamed. My throbbing headache only pounded more. "You know that's not helping..." I croaked.

Chelle pulled the ends of her hair. "Oh yeah sorry! But you can't be sick!!! Did you seriously just puke?" "Hmm I wonder why you found me in the bathroom all the night." I whispered sarcastically.

Chelle talked non-stop, "Must of been some food poisoning from dinner or something. Shit and now I have to get ready for class and-" I yelled as loud as I could, "Chelle! Get ready for school okay? I'll go to the nurse." She nodded slowly while biting her lip. "Get better kay?" She whispered. I nodded and walked back to our room with her.

Fun mornings lately.

As you can tell, I threw up multiple times last night. Hopefully no one heard me in the bathroom. MY LIFE SUCKS LATELY. The Halloween party is Saturday and I need to get better or else ... or else... I don't know. Something.

I slipped back into my bed and went under the covers while Chelle changed. "Don't make a big deal." I whispered. She replied, "All the girls are going to visit you no matter what..be prepared." I chuckled and she continued, "I'll tell the nurse to come in here." I nodded and closed my eyes. My stomach felt so messed up and my head was hurting. I really hope I'll be better for Saturday.

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POUND. POUND.

 

I sat up startled. Someone was knocking on the door. Oh no! Hopefully whoever it was- wasn't there long. I sloppily walked to the door and unlocked it. It was the nurse...I re-tied my hair into a messy bun. "Aww hello sweetie. You're Grace right?" She said softly. I nodded and sat back on the bed. "I'm Nurse Jenny, I heard from Rochelle that you have the stomach flu." "I'm not exactly sure. But I threw up a lot last night." I told her.

She questioned me for a long time. Ugh can I just go to bed? Finally she said, "Well, you'll probaly get better. But you need to rest today. If you need me, I'm here okay?" I thanked her and she went out. I sighed and plopped in my bed.