Here's a new story for you all! I hope you enjoy it. :) These chapters will probably start out being really short, but I hope to make them longer soon. I just can't make these long chapters that you guys expect out of a fanfiction, sorry! Well, enjoy! Read and review please! Feedback will persuade me to write new chapters faster!
Being Sick:
I hate being sick. Coughing, sneezing, fever; the whole works. Yea, I might get a day off from school, but then I'd have a shipload of work to make up.
I was sitting home in bed, not looking forward to that shipload. I felt miserable. My throat was itchy; it was making me cough constantly which was really starting to hurt. There was so much stuff in my nose that I could probably blow my nose for an entire day without stopping and STILL have crud in there. (Sometimes, you just start to wonder exactly how big your nasal passages really are.) I just knew that when I finally returned to school, my friend Lyrani would have a field day at the state of my nose. I could already hear her calling me "Rudolph."
I'm not sure, but I believe my fever was getting higher because I started to feel sleepier, and when I closed my eyes, my eyelids felt hot against my eyes.
Bringing the fever down was a good idea, and seeing as I had already taken medicine; I slowly got up out of bed. Regretting pulling off the sheets, for I immediately started shivering with one of those weak fever 'I-know-I'm-sick' shivers, I went to the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth from the rack of towels hanging on the wall. I soaked it in the sink with cold water, feeling an icy, wet sensation flow over my fingers. Then, I got back to my bed as quickly as possible with my wobbly legs and the wet washcloth in my hand.
Once back on the bed, I rapidly covered myself back up with sheets, waiting for the chattering of my teeth to fade away. Gently and slowly, I placed the cold washcloth on my forehead, hoping it would bring the fever down. I cringed when the icy cloth touched my hot skin. Soon after, I think I fell asleep.