Chapter 1-foggy mind
Spencer's pov
I grab a pillow and head quickly to the sofa. I HAD had these plans to build the worlds biggest samurai guinea pig sculpture, but that all went out the window when I woke up this morning. My head was pounding and I couldn't focus or think straight. My hair was stuck to my head this morning which was also pretty weird. I couldn't even remember what I was doing yesterday to make me feel so strange. That was odd too...
Carly's pov
I stalked through the building remembering to duck when lewburt and his wart passed by (geeze that guy is creepy) and headed to the appartment. As I opened the door I noticed something was off. Actually a couple of things were off. Firstly it was quiet, as in the kind of quiet when the place is empty. Second...where was the most loved mess? The paints, the paper, the clay-it was suddenly non-existant. Wait, where was the most loved Spencer?
"Spence?"
No answer so I try again,
"Spencer? Where are you?"
Same result. What was going on?
"SPENCER! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"right here, Carls" a small voice replyed.
I spun around only to see my dear brother shaking and bright red. It was clear something was wrong. His face was flushed a brilliant red and his eyes had the typical glassy sick-puppy dog look. You'd think he would be unable to stand but he somehow manages to pull it off. As his pale hand leaned on the kitchen counter he stared up and smiled.
"How was school today Carls?"
Then I wanted to smack him. He's asking about me and he can't even stop shaking. He's so sick and not in bed because of my day at SCHOOL.
"Spencer your not well and you need to rest. I'm gonna make sure of it cuz quite frankly your not doing a very good job of it!"
"Carly i'm fine, I-"
"so where's the sculpture?"
"look I-"
"Where are the paints? Spencer?"
"I've just been busy"
"What exactly have you been doing? I bet you haven't even seen yourself in the mirror yet. Have you checked your temperature yet?"
He knew I was right. I could tell from a while away. The only busy thing he'd probably been doing was lying down on the sofa and shaking like crazy. I didn't care now of what he said. I was gonna get him better and I was gonna do it right. I couldn't have my brother so sick.