You were a girl at school who didn't get much attention. You were shy, timid and didn't draw attention to yourself... well... until now.

You were called to an assembly meeting along with the rest of the school, however you did pay attention to what the meeting was about. You felt wierd. Your stomach felt like it was twisting, then your saliva was thinning and thickening. You recognized what was going to happen. You quickly covered your mouth with your hand and abruptly stood up. You tried to move as fast as you could to the bathroom but after you got past the other students on the bleachers, it was too late. You vomited right there on the basketball court, right in front of the whole school. Everyone made sounds of disgust, except for Rodrick's friends. They all laughed. Rodrick didn't though. If it were anyone else, he would have thought it was hilarious. But this was you. He didn't know you very well, but you had caught his attention a few times in the past. He thought you were cute. Seeing you vomit like that concerned him, even more so when you were led to the nurses office. Your skin was pale and you were trembling after just throwing up. As you left, all the students were whispering and some snickering.

The nurse examined you. She wasn't sure why you threw up. It could have been a 24 hour bug, too much stress or your stomach didn't like what you ate. Whatever it was, you were being sent home early. You were walking towards your locker to get your stuff and head home. You could hear the students in the hall, whispering and snickering, which only added to your nausea.

Rodrick was walking through the halls with his friends, who were still laughing at the event of the vomit. Rodrick saw you walking to your locker. You still looked pale but not as pale as before. He knew you were getting ready to go home. He knew you walked to school every day so that was probably how you would get home. The thought of you walking home like this made him uncomfortable.