I sighed.

Joanna… Not only did she not come to school today, but also she wasn't picking up her phone. I haven't seen her since the party… It's not like her to be like this.

I was standing in the halls, trying to get a hold of her. I left my thirtieth text and my fiftieth phone call and gave up. I was preoccupied with worry as I walked into biology. I sat down and kept looking at the empty seat in front of me. Her seat.

'I hope nothing bad happened,' I thought. But as soon as I said it, a strange feeling took over from the pit of my stomach. The sensation lingered and occasionally would feel like a burn.

My thoughts were occupied by the thoughts of Joanna the rest of the day. It was really getting to me, and by the time school was over, I had no control over my body. It felt as if my body was an empty, hollowed out shell and my mind was somewhere else searching for it. I got to my locker and sluggishly packed up. By this time, I didn't even care how heavy it was. Just walking itself, was a chore.

I somehow got home, and changed into my pajamas. I didn't feel well. Really, I felt ill. I went to bed and shut my eyes.

"Oh my gosh, Kimmy!" Sean was freaking out. I hadn't snoozed off for thirty minutes, when he woke me up.

"What?" I asked, my voice clogged. I drank from the cup next to my bed.

Sean pranced around the room.

"I just got accepted into Yale," he finally said, when he got himself together.

"Wow! That's wonderful! Congrats!" I said, with the most energetic voice I could muster at the moment.

He jumped onto my bed and hugged me.

"Yikes, Kimmy. You're burning up," he said, frowning slightly.

"Yeah…?" I asked.

"Mmhmm… You should rest… I'll get you some soup later. Wow… I guess there's something going around… Jared was out sick today too."

"Jared…?"

"Yeah… Him and a handful of other guys on the soccer team."

'So maybe that's why Joanna was out today, too,' I thought.

I just nodded and Sean left me to rest. I laid in bed, I soon drifted off to sleep again, but that ended quickly as the phone rang loudly next to my bed.

I didn't want to pick it up at first, but the caller shocked me when I picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked.

"K…K… Kim? Is this Kim Connweller's number?" a hoarse voice asked.

Umm… This is my first story… (Really…) This is my first attempt at writing something like this... I hope you liked it.

I have a very… "unpredictable" story planned out in my notebook, so brace yourselves!

Reviews are always welcome, so please don't be shy~

-Milky