A.N-Hey all you readers! I just wanted to let you know I probably won't be updating during the week, so mostly on weekends I will jam as many chapters as I can in. This chapter takes place in the OC's perspective, enjoy:)
"Emily, this is the last time I'm saying it, wake up!" Mrs. Masters yelled from bottom of the staircase. Emily abruptly raises her head to look at the clock besides her, it read 5:30 A.M. At least it's Wednesday, Emily thought, The week is halfway through. She clutched her head, which usually hurt in the morning. She moaned tiredly as she got out of bed and started getting ready for the day. She looked at her cell phone's holographic clock (It is 2022 people). It read 6:00 A.M. She ran downstairs, kissed her mother goodbye and ran to her high school bus stop.
Emily never really talked to anyone on her bus, since she was the only one from grade 10. She mostly just occupied her time by playing games on her phone and daydreaming out the window. But today nothing inspiring was coming to her, all she saw out the window was the highway leading to Hartford, where her school was. What a boring day today will be, she thought.
Her first two classes were an extreme challenge to make it through. She had that awful headache which made it extremely hard to focus. If I go to the nurse, she thought, I'll miss part of the lesson. She was praying lunch would come the whole time. Lunch usually calmed her down after the first half of school. She sat down with her lunch bag and started eating. Her friends Allie and Dana sat on either side of her.
"What did you get on the English test?" Dana asked.
"A 96, I could have done better," Emily answered.
"Better? I got an 80, you should not be complaining!"
"Yeah, I guess. What about you Allie?" Emily looked on the other side of her to see her friend infatuated with her boyfriend. It didn't really bother her, it happened every lunch period. She turned over to see Dana now also obsessed with her boyfriend. This is my life, huh?, Emily thought as she took the last bite of her sandwich. Even with her friends she felt alone. What an awful way to live life. She sat their quietly until the bell rang and she had to head up the stairs to her math class.
Even walking up the stairs to math made her feel sick. Her headache has gotten worse and she felt her body getting hotter and hotter. She breathed heavily as she made it up the final staircase and entered her math class.
She sat down in her seat to be greeted with worksheets, which she finished quickly. She already learned how to do the quadratic equation, easy as pie, she though as she finished the last page, but her head was burning with pain. It took her ten minutes to decide if she should ask the teacher if she could go to the nurse. She didn't want to bother him, but she felt the sweat on her forehead and knew she needed some medicine. She got up and quietly walked over to the teacher's desk. She opened her mouth to say something, but the pain overtook her body and everything went black.