Everything was going just fine since the small altercation in the morning. Everything except for her body that was, Terry found herself grow even more sluggish and she wondered way. Nothing was coming to mind as to why either.

Ate breakfast…check. Drinking water….check. Proper sleep…sort of, but still check. She pondered the reasoning behind all this when she was jostled back to reality by her friends. It was time for gym. This'll definitely do the trick! I'm just not used to being at a desk all the time, yeah that's it! She figured as she rushed on with Minami. No matter what she did though, she was unable to remember how she even got to where she was now or where she needed to go next.

At the call of her name, she headed up to stand by the coach as the sun beat down on to them. How long have I been standing here? It feels like Egypt today! She wiped her brow with her hand as she called up the classmates to make up her team. One by one they came, but it all seemed all too slow for her. Was she a mile away? Was it really that hot outside? She had no clue, and before she was even able to ask, as her body started to fall backwards as the world grew fuzzy before dark around her.

When did I fall asleep? Where am I? Wait, did I not go to school? No I did…it's so hot. Slowly but surely the world of the awake came back to Terry as she lay in the nurse's room. The sterile yet old tiled walls and ceiling swam in to place. She had no clue how she found herself here, wherever here was at the moment. "Ugh, my head." She mumbled as it heavily rolled and threw her off balance. The blaring fluorescent light was no help to the throbbing headache and the lack of oxygen through her nose had her panting for breath. To keep herself steady she caught her head in her hand as she shut her eyes against the harsh illumination.

"Oi, lay back down."

"What, who's that?" Her head shot up quickly, but the odd sluggish feel of her body along with the lead weight of her head sent her toppling to the side. Something had stopped the meeting with the floor, something softer than floor but not exactly all the soft still. It was hard…yet soft, and very much cooler than herself. "So cool…I'm so hot." She hummed as she leaned in to the talking and moving wall. "Thanks for saving me mister wall."
"I'm not a wall," an irate voice answered back. Swinging her head up, she was met with a pair of familiar azure eyes.
"You're a grumpy mister wall…but that's ok. Don't tell anyone, but I'm super-hot right now." She pressed a finger to her lips. "I was in gym class, but I don't know where I am now. Jojo must be worried. I need to go back."

"No, you stay here. You shouldn't be running around like nothing's wrong with you when you're sick! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Atem scolded as he layed her back down on to the bed, tucking her in. "You need to rest. Joey isn't here right now. He went to take notes for you."

"Oh really? That's so nice of him." She smiled softly at the thought. "I didn't meant to scare anyone…I didn't realize I was sick. I was just fine all morning." I mean I think I was anyway, but then again I was a bit sluggish before…and my head was feeling a bit heavy when I woke up this morning. Actually, for a while now I've been waking up with some congestion…I didn't think I'd get sick so easily.

"Yeah well, I guess it ain't all bad…I get to see you not so put together."

"Put together?"

"Yeah, you're not so on top of shit like always." He explained with a shrug as he kicked his feet up on to the foot of her bed.

"You should be in class you know."

"Yeah, I should…but I'd be-nevermind, they wouldn't care." He shook his head quickly. "You're forgetting, I skip shit all the time. They're probably happy that I stayed as much as I did." He snorted to himself more so than anything.
"I'm glad you came to class today. I hope you come more often." She smiled, touching his hand lightly. "You don't have to stay here you know…you should go back." She insisted, but it seemed he was not about to move. "Thank you, for staying…I've never been in a nurse's office before…this is kind of weird and scary."

"THIS is scary to you? This little room of lights and poor tile choice?" He raised a brow at this, looking around them. "Shit, I guess it could be scary if you've never seen it before." He mumbled, though he woke up from naps here with fake stomach pains all the time. He flinched at the touch of her hot hand, a firm frown on his lips that made her laugh a little.
"I've been to rundown and third world hospitals more so than empty nurse rooms." She clarified, slowly taking his hand. It was not such a grand gesture for her since she had been around cultures where hand holding was not all that bad or overly romantic. In her sick haze she failed to take not of her red faced companion, her attention on his temperature. "Your hand is so cold! It feels so nice!" She gasped loudly, a huge smile breaking on her face as she placed the cooler hand on her cheek. "I never had someone stay by me when I was sick, my father was always so busy with the digs and I didn't want to burden him more." She explained as she held his hand to her face.
"What about your mom?"

"She left us…she never really liked me." She frowned lightly at the memories. "I guess I wasn't good enough for her…I took my dad's love away." She sniffled as tears suddenly slid down her face.

"Whoa, hey! That's got nothing to do with you! She left on her own damn choice and if your dad thought you were trouble he would've been an ass to you. So, so don't cry." He gruffly spoke but gently patted her on the head. "Go to sleep already. You need to get better if you don't want to worry people!" He scolded and threw the blanket over her face lightly and looked away from the smile on her face. With a soft thank you, she closed her eyes once again. As her heavy head and heated body made sleep troublesome, a small touch easily distracted her body enough to let her slip away in to a somewhat peaceful rest.