"If you don't mind Marc" Jerry said anxiously "I'm kind of pressed for time, can you decide quickly?"
"Send me some 15 minute medicine…."
"You're sure?"
I gulped down doubt. "Yes, I'm sure."
"Okay then. WOOHP has recently made another medicine like it called the 3O minute medicine! It's the same as the 15 minute, except 15 minutes longer."
A bottle of the odd looking medicine drops down from a WOOHP tunnel in the air conditioner. "Thanks Jerry!" I said completely forgetting all the bad things that might happen. I drank the medicine in a few minutes and instantly feel better. I sprang out of bed full of energy. "Mom!" I called with glee "I feel totally better! May I go to school now?" I rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen where she was reading a People's Magazine and drinking tea.
"Marc! Shouldn't you be in bed?"
"But I feel totally better!" She eyed me suspiciously. I bounced up and down impatiently. She put her hand on my forehead.
"You're not warm….. Let me see your throat, say Awwww!" I opened my mouth wide. She peered into my mouth uncertainly. "It's not inflamed… Fine I give up, you can go. But please call home if you feel sick again."
"Yeah yeah yeah…. I got it…" I was already thinking of Tasha Smarila and study notes I should bring. I skipped to school with my backpack full of cue cards and notes. Should I start with math or science? I thought to myself. I looked at my watch. It was already 3:15. School was over in 10 minutes. Then my study date with Tasha! I smiled with my teeth looking as if they would pop out of my mouth. I feel awfully giddy. Maybe that's a side effect? I whistled Row Row Row Your Boat. And walked into the school. It had been 7 minutes. 23 minutes left. I walked to my classroom and hesitated for a second wondering if this was the right thing to do. But I opened the door anyway. My teacher was standing by his chalkboard with a stub of chalk in his hand. He was writing success criteria for an expository paragraph. He looked at me and pushed up his glasses nerdily. "Ah. Hello Marc glad you're feeling better but you do realize school is almost over, yes?"
"I know" I said too happily and very unlike myself "I was just so eager to go to school I had to go today!"
My teacher gave me an odd look. "Okay then, please sit at your desk and take the note I am writing."
I sat at my desk and opened my notebook and started to scribble the note. When I finished I drew smiley faces and stars in the blank spots on the page. I was in the middle of writing my name in bubble letters when the bell for the end of school rang. Tasha gave me a sweet look. She got up and walked to me. She was wearing a pink blouse and a white skirt. Her honey colored hair went to her waist and she was holding a silver notebook and a pink gel pen.
"Hi Marc" she said in a soft voice "Ready to study?"
"Y-yes I am" I stammered. I pulled out a small stack of cue cards from my backpack. "Should we go to the school library?"
"Sure!" Her aqua eyes sparkled "I was thinking we could do Language first."
"No problem!" I looked at my watch I only have 20 minutes left.
