Hello peeps! Now I kind of got some bad news. I won't update this story for a while for a couple of days. I posted a new fanfic for HP, and its gonna take a bit of time to finish. Oh well, but I'll TRY and finish this!
I own nothing. I only own Sara. AND! I do NOT own Mel, she is Destiny Shadows OC. Since she begged for me to put her in xDDDD
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The next day was basically the worst day I ever had. Well for one, Mordecai took a picture of me and Rigby asleep on the couch, and we had to chase him down.
2. We chased him up a tree, and I got stuck in the tree, since I can't get down from trees.
3. I got an upset stomach.
Why? Well, we were in the kitchen, eating breakfast. We were eating cereal, and I asked if there was any coffee.
"Yeah, Pops has a coffee machine," Mordecai said, pointing to it. I looked. It looked like one I had at home. I nodded, "Where are the cups?"
"Top Cabinet in the left," Mordecai said, putting a spoonful of cereal in his mouth. I nodded and picked out a small roundish cup. I went to the coffee maker, poured some coffee in, and then went and got the milk. I poured a bit of milk in there to cool the coffee down, and finally poured some sugar in the coffee.
I brought the cup to my lips and drank down the coffee. But the problem was, I was drinking it too fast. I finally took a breath, and put the now empty coffee cup down on the cabinet. I washed my hands and finally went and got me a bowl of cereal.
"Kind of fast to drink Coffee, don't you think?" Rigby asked. "I guess..." I said, putting a spoonful of cereal in my mouth.
Of course, I should've drank the coffee slowly, because later that day, when Benson was about to give our jobs for the day, my stomach started hurting.
I groaned, "My stomach hurts!" "You might have a stomach ache.." Mordecai said. "Try drinking some water.."
I did, but it didn't help. We finally sat down on the front steps outside waiting for our jobs.
Benson was checking his clipboard, "Ok...Skips, you clean out the gutters... MuscleMan and High-Five Ghost, you two have to work in the snackbar."
Before he got to us, my stomach growled and started hurting. I groaned, "My stomach hurts..." I muttered to Rigby. Rigby frowned, "I don't know if Benson would let you skip work for that..." I groaned, "He's gotta! It really hurts..."
Rigby sighed, "Fine...but I'm not doing your work for you!" I sighed, "Fine..." Rigby raised his hand, "Yo Benson!"
Benson looked up boredly, "Yes, Rigby?"
"Dude, Sara's stomach hurts. She doesn't wanna work," Rigby said.
I punched Rigby in the arm. I DID wanna work, but I just didn't feel good right now to do it. Benson blinked, "Why is her stomach hurting?"
"I drank too much coffee..." I said, feeling my stomach growl again. Benson frowned, "Can you work it off?"
"I guess so.." I said. "Alright," Benson said. "If your stomach keeps hurting while you work, then go inside and lay down. And Rigby, you have to take care of her."
"WHAT?" Rigby frowned. "Why do I have to take care of her?"
"BECAUSE I SAID SO!" Benson snapped back. Rigby growled, but agreed.
We got stuck having to go and rake the leaves. AGAIN. I sighed, 'Yeesh! These leaves fall down all day!"
"I know," Mordecai said. "And its killing my back."
I sighed, "Well, we gotta get this done..." I felt my stomach growl again, but I ignored it. I suddenly felt the urge to puke. I swallowed, hoping I wouldn't puke. Mordecai could sence something was wrong with me. "You ok, dude?" he asked. I nodded, "Yeah...I'm fine..." Well, that didn't really last long, because I felt my legs shoot toward the house. I felt something come up in my throat, and thank god, I managed to get to a bathroom.
I was washing my hands a few minutes later, when I heard voices downstairs. I opened the door a crack and realized it was Mordecai, Rigby, and Benson talking.
"Dude, she just ran off in the house..."
"I think she threw up or something..."
I heard Benson sigh. "Alright, well then she's got to take the day off. Rigby, you take care of her while Mordecai rakes the leaves."
"Aw man," Mordecai groaned. "What if I get sick?" Rigby said. "She's gonna get me sick!" "I don't care. She's going to need someone to make sure she doesn't get worse," Benson said to him. Rigby growled.
I finally suddenly heard a female voice.
"Well, if Rigby gets sick and starts whining, then he's on his own." I blinked. The voice didn't sound familiar to me. I went downstairs. I was familiar with Benson, Rigby and Mordecai, but not the other person in the room. She was a Blue-jay that looked about 22 years old, and she was wearing black clothes.
"Um...hi?" I said. Everyone jumped at my sudden entrance. Benson looked at me, "Sara, did you throw up?"
"Yeah..." I said, nervously. I really hated telling people that I threw up.
Benson sighed heavily, "Then you aren't working the rest of the day. You're not healthy enough."
Rigby sighed, "Well, if I got to take care of her, Mel's helping me!"
Mel's eyes widened, "WHAT? WHY ME!"
"Cause you're not working today!" Rigby snapped
"But..." Mel sighed in defeat. It seemed like she just couldn't come up with an excuse why she shouldn't have to help.
Rigby smirked, "see, you can't even think of an excuse. That means you have to help!"\
Benson went back outside while Mel and Rigby argued.
"What if I DON'T wanna help?" Mel snapped.
"Then I gotta DRAG you with me so you can help!" Rigby snapped.
"QUIET you savages!" I snapped. "You're hurting my head."
Rigby sighed, "Look, if you aren't going to help her to help me out, then help her out of kindness." It was odd to see him use a responsible, reasonable excuse.
Mel sighed, "Fine," She crossed her arms.
I blinked, "So...Mel, is it?"
Mel looked at me, "Yeah... and I'm guessing you're Sara."
"Yup..." I said.
My stomach growled again.
Rigby looked at me in worry, "are you about to upchuck all over the place? Go to the bathroom or something!"
"I'm not gonna upchuck you fool!" I snapped.
"You'd better not. I'm not cleaning up that mess!" He said in disgust.
Now let's just say, Rigby got kicked somewhere that basically no boy should be kicked.
A few minutes later, I went to the bathroom to get an aspiron.
Mel followed me, when I closed the medicine cabinet I saw her reflection in the mirror on the door.
"Uh, hi," I said is surprise. It wasn't exactly normal for people to follow me to the bathroom.
"Hey, you feeling any better?" She asked, half interested. I think she was more bored than worried.
"Not really..." I said.
"Oh," she said. I could sence dissapointment in her tone.
I snickered, "Is Rigby still mad?"
She smiled, "yeah kind of... but I think deep down he's happy to help." She chuckled, "Besides, think about it, would he rather be in here helping, or out raking the leaves alone like Mordecai?"
I could have sworn I saw her go red when she said Mordecai's name.
I smirked, "I think you like Mordecai."
Mel glared away, "and why do you say that?"
That was it, she definitely likes him, the way she was acting, "Your face went red. And you're all defensive since I pointed out you like him!"
Mel just rolled her eyes.
I smirked. I suddenly felt a lump in my throat. "Er...mind stepping out of here?" I asked.
"Don't have to ask me twice," Mel said, leaving the room in a flash.
After that small dilema, I finally just went to my room to lie down
At some point I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew I was waking up to footsteps. I opened my eyes to see Rigby and Mel in my room.
"Hey, sorry for waking you," Mel spoke really softly.
Rigby came closer to me, "just wanted to make sure you didn't drown in your own vomit of anything."
Mel elbowed him. "we wanted to see how you're doing," she told me.
I blinked, "I'm just gonna...you know...try not to be digusted by that comment...but I'm doing fine.." I said.
"You sure?" Mel asked.
I nodded.
"Cool," Mel smiled, "so that means you're feeling better?"
Rigby backed away, "yeah. I shouldn't come this close to you if you're still sick. I don't want to catch the plague."
I rolled my eyes, "it's just a bug, not the plague you idiot."
Rigby shrugged, "Still..."
I facecpalmed.
Mel rolled her eyes, but still smiled, "So you want to sleep?"
"I guess," I said, feeling my eye lids grow heavy.
"Alright, then. You do that. If you need us or anything wake up and scream." Rigby snickered, "sleep well, sicky."
I growled, and tried to whack Rigby on the head.
He moved away quickly, chuckling at my attempts, "calm down. I'm just joking around."
I rolled my eyes, "Yeah..." but I smiled.
He smiled back, "alright, now you really should try to rest, sleep is the best medicine."
I grinned, "It's always YOUR medicine. You sleep all day."
"And that's why I'm always healthy. So take that!" He smiled victoriously at his own comeback.
I snickered and playfully punched him on the shoulder.
Mel smirked, watching us, "hey, Rigby, come on now. Let a girl rest." She got him out of the room. Once he was out of sight her attention was turned to me, "So, you're pretty friendly with him, huh?"
"Yeah..." I said. "Aside the fact he's annoying..."
Mel came over and sat next to me, "haha, well has anything happened between you two yet? Something romantic?"
I blinked, "What! No!"
"Really? hmmm... you just seemed to have a pretty strong connection." She said nonchalantly.
I just narrowed my eyes, "Nothing is going on."
Mel let out an extended breath of air, "whatever you say." She got up, "I'm going to go chill with Rigby for a while so you can get some sleep, kay?"
"Alright," I said. Mel left the room and closed the door after her. I sighed, fluffed my pillow up, and laid my head down.
Before I want to sleep I was thinking about what Mel had said about me and Rigby seeming close. Did we really come off like we were that kind of friendly?
Of course, I've always thought of myself living alone for the rest of my life. I was never into relationships, even as a kid.
But then it hit me, was it possible that I just wasn't interested because no one had ever really showed me what it was to care about someone like that? I mean, I had seen it on TV and all, but it just didn't seem like it was really all that important to be in a relationship. I had always been happy with things the way they were.
I then noticed that I had been also happy when I was alone with myself, seeing that nobody would bother me, and I could have peace and quiet.
But now, it just felt weird.
For now, I decided maybe I should stop thinking about it and rest.
I closed my eyes, and finally felt myself go to sleep.
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Ok. Now it's personal. Remind me NEVER to go to sleep in the middle of the day when Rigby's around. Because when I woke up, I felt a bit better, but I knew something wasn't right. So I went to the bathroom. And there was MARKER ALL OVER MY FACE!
"RIIGBBYYY!" I shouted furiously. I grabbed a bat from the closet, and ran around to look for Rigby. I finally spotted him in the living Room playing Video Games with Mordecai.
Mordecai looked at me, and busted out laughing, "dude! What's on your face?" I glared at Rigby, and held up my bat. "YOU'RE DEAD!" I snarled.
Rigby jumped up and ran off into the kitchen. I chased after him angrily.
Now, Rigby has two bruises on him. And after that, I felt better.
"Thanks Rigby! You did help me get better!" I grinned. Rigby, who had been hit in the head with my bat, was speaking in a dizzy tone.
"Eh..you're welcome..." he said. I grinned, happily.
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Guys, I am SO SO SOOOO sorry I haven't updated in a LONG time. I was busy the past few weeks XP
And get this. School is starting in 8 days, so it'll be a bit hard for me to update. Especially since I'm a Freshman now...
