Okay guys! I am so excited that I have so many people reading this story! It means a lot and today, I have gotten more views than any other day I've posted! So to say my thanks, here is another chapter!
The next few days went by smoothly without any problems. I woke up on time, went to school, practiced long and hard with the band and headed home to get plenty of sleep for the next day. I never had any of my headaches or dizzy spells and because I got enough sleep, I wasn't as tired as I was Monday. I had drunk about 5 or 6 bottles of water a day because I was really thirsty. It was because I had been straining my voice a lot in practice. Since the song I had written was a kind of duet at the end, everyone voted that I should sing with Olivia, seeing as how I made the song and our voices harmonized well together. I couldn't complain.
When I showed up at lunch on Friday, I sat quietly in my seat and waited for my friends, seeing as how I was the only one even in the cafeteria. I looked towards the lunch line, seeing it was completely deserted and the staff were all lined up and ready to serve. I decided to get my lunch while the line was still empty so I got up again and strolled over to the counter, peering through the glass at hamburgers, potato salad and macaroni salad. I felt my stomach rumble, so I cleared my throat and asked for all three, being that I was starving even with a big bowl of cereal from this morning in my stomach. I got my tray and headed back, noticing that all my friends had just filed into the room.
I walked past Scott and Charlie, who get school lunch like I do, and made my way over to the girls. "Hey, Wen! What's shaking?" Stella jokingly asked me. I laughed and shrugged my shoulders, setting my tray down next to her.
"Nothing much, really. I'm just starving." I answered her. I took a humungous bite out of my burger and chomped down on it furiously, biting my tongue in the process. "Ouch!" I screamed. This sent all three of them spiraling into fits of laughter. I swallowed what was in my mouth and smirked at them. "Glad my pain amuses you." I remarked, speaking a little funny because of the sore spot on my tongue. Scott and Charlie got to the table and sat down, staring at the 3 girls who were still laughing up a storm.
"What's so funny?" Scott asked them, turning to the girls. Since they obviously couldn't stop laughing long enough to answer Scott's question, I piped up.
"I bit my tongue when I was chewing and they think it's the funniest thing in the world." Scott chuckled but stopped to start eating his lunch. Charlie just shook his head and smiled, obviously amused too. "Okay changing the subject!" I half shouted half laughed. "I was thinking about some ideas for our tour." Everyone perked up at the mention of our tour and that's how it was for the rest of lunch. I took huge chunks out of my burger and shoveled my macaroni and potato salads into my mouth in between my sentences. It seemed like lunch could never be long enough when we were talking about the tour because before we knew it, the period was over.
We all groaned but got up and threw out our stuff, saying goodbye so we could head off to class. My next class was chorus with Ms. Reznik, which I always looked forward to. I turned the corner, walking past the bathrooms, and made my way over to the auditorium doors. But before I could put my hand on the handle, I felt my stomach churn so I ran towards the bathrooms. I burst into the deserted room, ran into a stall, and landed on my knees in front of the toilet. I took deep shaky breaths to try and clam the feeling down, but it didn't work. Before I knew it, acid was burning the back of my throat and I was being reintroduced to my breakfast, lunch and probably dinner from the night before. Tears filled my eyes from the strain and I could barely breathe. Once I was done, I flushed down the mess I had made and sat on the floor.
I hadn't felt nauseous before or during lunch. But it had just suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I stood up shakily, thankful no one was in the bathroom to hear what had happened, and washed out my mouth and scrubbed down my hands, which had been clenching the edge of the seat for support. I looked in the mirror and sighed, seeing a normal looking Wen in the mirror. So I headed out and sprinted to the auditorium, late for my lesson. But little did I know I wasn't so normal after all.
Ooooooh a cliff hanger! For those of you who want to know what's wrong with Wen, you'll just have to read more, review more and above all, pray that he's okay! Only I know if he is or not but you don't! I love being in control! (: