Chapter 2: PTA Conferences and test scores.
Lisa got up early the next morning, ate breakfast, washed up, dressed, and headed out the door. She knew that her dad would take care of her younger sisters so she didn't worry that much.
That all changed when she got to school however, as soon as she stepped into her first class room she began to have this feeling of impending doom that she couldn't shake.
Nothing was out of the ordinary for that class; British Literature II, and she normally felt this way if there was test coming up that she didn't know about. But since her teacher for this class, Mrs. Thomas, almost always stuck to the syllabus, there weren't usually any surprises.
As soon as Lisa stepped into her Advanced Biology class though, she understood why she was feeling the way she was. On the black board, written in big black letters were the words that everyone in her class dreaded: POP QUIZ TODAY! CHAPTERS 4-8. Lisa felt her stomach sink. Four whole chapters? She shook her head and took her seat. She watched as the other students came in and saw what was written on the board.
Two students lost it.
Another got sick and threw up, and had to be taken to the nurse's office.
"A TEST! TODAY!" Almost everyone exclaimed as they walked through the door.
Lisa felt pangs of pity for them.
"So? How was class today?" Lisa's friend, Amanda, asked her when she was at her locker. "Pop quiz, Samuels and Peters nearly lost, and poor Lewis had to be taken to the Nurse's Office because of the fact that he threw up".
Amanda nodded, "Poor Lewis, he always gets like that when he has a test," she said, her voice full of pity. Amanda liked Lewis. A lot. Lisa just considered him to be a friend.
"Come on" she said, slamming her locker shut, "Let's go and get some lunch".
Cmdr. William Riker really had no idea what to expect when he came for Lisa's conferences that night. He had already seen and talked to her Math teacher, so he didn't have to see her again. But he would have to see all of her other teachers. Most of which had nothing but good things to say about her, and her work. "She works hard, and it shows" they all said in one way or another. Riker knew how hard Lisa worked. He had seen it everyday when he came home from work and saw her studying hard, or when she was working with either himself or Deanna. (Lisa was also an acting Ensign, which meant that whatever free time she had from school and school related work was usually spent on learning about command).
Riker was very pleased
with Lisa when he left the conferences that night and he couldn't
wait to her so when he got back home. He smiled as he neared the
double doors.
His smile faded, however, when he saw Lisa sitting
on the couch, rubbing her temples again. She looked like she was in
pain.
Riker rushed over to her, and placed his hands over hers. "My head hurts" Lisa said in a low voice.
All the color from Riker's face vanished. "Can you open your eyes?" he asked, concerned.
"No," Lisa replied.
"I can't!"
He got down and got a closer look at her, her
face was pale. Riker got to his feet, lifted her up, and walked out
of the door. "What about Sammy and Theresa?" Lisa asked as she
felt her father run down to sick bay.
"They're with Trianna, (Trianna was Deanna's oldest daughter)" he said in what he hoped was a reassuring voice.
"Dad?"
"Yeah, Lis?" He asked.
"Can you stop running? It's making my head hurt more".
"Sorry".
"Deanna and I believe that Lisa may have ingested something that could have given her food poisoning" Dr. Beverly Crusher said. Her face was full of concern. Deanna stepped forward, "I would also like to mention that we are also running other tests to determine what is going on".
Riker merely nodded. "Is she going to be ok?" he asked. "We believe so" Deanna said.
"I want to see her," Riker said, getting up from the chair that he had been sitting in. "Of course, she's still asleep. Dr.Crusher and I believe that she should wake up when she is ready to" Deanna advised.
Riker just nodded. He walked over to Lisa's bio-bed. He took Lisa's hand and said a silent prayer. Deanna looked at him, then back at Lisa. She placed a comforting hand on Riker's shoulder, "We will help her Will," she said.
Dr. Crusher nodded her agreement, trying to keep away her own set of tears.
Riker only nodded. Come on Lis. Wake up.
All night long Riker tossed and turned, thinking about how Lisa could get so sick so fast. What caused it? Could she be helped? Riker placed his head in his hands and sobbed. "Daddy?" a small voice asked, Riker looked up. He wiped his face with a near by Kleenex. "Are you ok?" Theresa asked, clutching onto Frank. "Yeah, honey, daddy's fine," he told her. "But you were crying," the younger Riker pointed out. "Are you sad about sissy?" she asked, and Riker looked at her. "Yeah, yeah I am" he told her honestly.
Theresa walked over and gave him a hug. "Frank wants to give you a hug too" she said.
Frank the teddy bear reached over and gave Riker a hug, which he returned with a sincere "Thank you, Frank".
"Daddy?"
Riker looked at her, "yeah honey?"
"Is sissy going to be ok?" Theresa asked, looking up at him.
"Yes, she is. Deanna and Dr. Crusher are working on a way to help her get better so she can come home soon" he told her. He forced himself to smile.
End of Chapter 2
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