Standing up was a bit of a challenge for me, due to me being so exhausted and faint, which I didn't know why. As I tried to get through the class period, I found it hard to do simple things. It almost seemed impossible. As I tried to write my name on my paper, the dizziness started getting worse to the point I couldn't see straight at all. After my pen had fallen out of my hand, my teacher looked at me, worried expression on her face after seeing my condition.
"Tyler, please go to the office and call your parents. I'm concerned and I hate seeing my students like this. You can get your work when you come back," she whispered to me, trying to not bother the classmates around me. I wanted to argue, but I felt like she was correct. I looked next to me at my best friend, Josh. He looked worried, too. I looked back at her and nodded silently. "Josh, please help Tyler gather his things and get to the office safely. I'm sure you have his mother's number." Pretty much all of the teachers knew we were close.
Josh nodded while giving a small smile. We both stood up, he reached over to my desk to pick up my things, and we walked out of the room, my gait being wobbly, as if I was drunk. When we had walked out into the hallway, he put my arm around his shoulders so I was a bit more supported. "I-I'm sorry," I stuttered out. He looked at me, still walking me to my locker. "Dude, don't apologize. I would've done it if she didn't ask me to. You look terrible. Did you even look in the mirror before coming to school?" He asked me. I shook my head no. It didn't feel this bad before I left. It was only a headache. Now it felt like a migraine.
As we approached my locker, he gave a small chuckle while shaking his head. "I don't know how your mom even let you out of the house like this," he said while leaning me against a locker so he could open my locker. We pretty much had each other's combinations memorized. I just shrugged and closed my eyes, trying to make my head feel better for a second. I heard my locker open, shuffling, the zipping and finally the closing of my locker, which made me jump slightly. I opened my eyes. He stood in front of me. "Get on my back," he said smiling. "Dude no that's weird" I groaned, rolling my eyes slightly. "I'd rather have you take a ride on my back than fall over your own feet every five minutes." I groaned again while slowly getting on his back, him still holding my backpack.
He slowly walked to the office while I hung my arms around his neck gently, trying to not hurt him or strangle him. He walked in the office, told the secretary my problem, and said he'd call my mom. She looked a bit taken aback, due to the fact he was carrying me on his back like a baby, but she said okay and told him to take me to the back room of the office, where there were a couple of chairs and a small-ish cot. "I'll call your mom," he said, putting me down carefully on the cot, as if I was made of thin glass.
As my head hit the pillow, I felt more exhausted, the world getting a bit more blurry as I tried to keep my eyes open. I watched as Josh took out his phone, tapping a few things before putting it to his ear. My drowsiness got worse, making it difficult for me to decipher the words he was saying over the phone, even though I knew the gist. He said goodbye before looking at me again. By the look on his face, he no doubt saw I just wanted to close my eyes and drift off.
He smiled before taking a blanket off of the corner of the stiff mattress, unfolding it, and laying it over my tired form. My eyes were unable to focus on anything as I kept them open. "Josh," I whispered, head spinning like mad. "Shhh. You can close your eyes Tyler. I'll stay here until your mom comes." I could see his figure getting closer to me before I finally gave in and closed my eyes. I felt my body drifting off into sleep, my head feeling slightly better from the darkness.
But after a few seconds, I could feel weight on the mattress near me, along with a small kiss on my cheek, trailing up my face, and ending at my forehead, as he pushed my hair back to plant it there. Almost immediately, I fell asleep, and I was sure I was smiling.