Sorry for the delay..I've been super busy! I'm doing Sam VS David chapters so that you understand what is going through each person's head. Enjoy and review!
DAVID
It is while I am going through the stairwell at school that I feel the familiar wave of wooziness pass over me. I grab the railing with my hand to keep from falling over as everything in front of me goes black. My ears are ringing and I somehow manage to sit myself down on one of the stairs. I place my head between my knees and take deep breaths. "It's going to pass." I quietly assure myself.
After about thirty seconds I can see and hear again, and I pull myself up slowly. Glad that I have late pass from making up a math test that I missed, I trudge up the stairs and make my way down the hallway. I'm still feeling quite dizzy, so I blink my eyes and shake my head a few times to wake myself up. Before I enter A.P. Government I take a deep breath and regain my composure. I know that Mr. Latem is going to give me a hard time. He expects me to know the United States government inside and out, as though I want to be the president someday. What he doesn't get is that I definitely don't want to bother with politics. I hate being in the spotlight. Which reminds me...
There is no way that I can let anyone know that any of this dizziness has been happening.
You're probably asking me why I don't want anyone to know. Why it's such a big deal. Why I'm ignoring all of this when something could be wrong. You want to know why? Because I'm the First Son, and I don't feel like being on the front page news over some dizzy spells. It's my business, and my business only. I don't have time be sick either. I can tell that it's only the flu and I have three A.P. classes going, as well as a bunch of college applications that need to be finished.
I hand in my note and take my seat behind one of my good friends Jack. I barely notice the secret service agent in the back of the room. Mr. Latem is standing in front of the room continuing his discussion. "Who can tell us why factions are so important. Why justice can never be fully obtained? " I know that his voice can be heard down the hallway. "David?"
"Madison said that, "Justice is the end of government. It is the end of civil society." I say, annoyed that I was called on.
"And what is government?" Mr. Latem asks, aware that I didn't want to be bothered.
"A reflection of human nature."
"Wonderful." He claps his hands together, as though he is fishing for another question to ask, but the bell rings. Everyone begins to pack up their stuff and leave. "Chapter two is due on Monday." People run out of the room, pretending that they didn't even hear the teacher.
Once the school day is over, I can't wait to get home and go to sleep. For a moment I wonder if it's possible that something is seriously wrong. I shrug it off and remind myself that the flu is going around. As I meet up with my friends at my locker, I silently hope that I'm better by the dinner my father is hosting. I can't wait to see Sam. I hadn't seen her in about a week because her and I had been so busy with applications and homework. Sure, we'd talked. But it wasn't the same. I'm starting to miss her more than I thought could be possible. I can't wait for that moment when I see her in her dress, with her hair done..the sight of Sam any day takes my breath away. But when Sam is all done up like that, I don't dare take a breath for the rest of the night.