Hot, dizzy; That’s how you felt at the moment as you just layed your head on your desk feeling really sick. It was in the middle of class. The next few minutes passed you hear your classmates try and wake you up. “Wakey wakey!” They all said as you woke up; Your hair a mess.

“You can walk right?” A familiar voice. Scaramouche your boyfriend asked you. “I’ll be taking them back home to rest.” He told the teacher as he took your backpack and helped you out.