Lyn (real name is Karin Forester) laughed at her acquaints’s joke. It was hilarious, he would spread the roomer of the class nerd being pregnant and the best part was, that he’s a boy! Joey, the nerd, had been gaining pounds like a fat man on a Big Mac; he was so bloated and more obnoxiously cranky than he usually was actually starting to have a more feminine voice!
"Pure genius" Fairy shouted.
She laughed, and laughed some more and laughed until blood shot out of her nose.
She stopped, that hadn’t happened before; she got out of her chair asked the teacher to go to the
nurse and was on her way.
Most people would think she was a misfit (like Rudolph), her name not being able to meet her behavior and her appearance. She appeared like any other normal teenager, average 5'4 height, nice 110 pounds with a normal voice. Karin’s hair was as black as a crows desires, but her mind was filled with imaginative ones. Her clothes usually portrayed to two sides of her; the dark and gothic look with hardly any make up or the norm preppily colorful side of her. However today was a dressy day and to her dismay she had to have a nose bleed.
Victorian vintage outfits are one of her absolute favorite outfits to dress up in; with its ruffled up front, it droopy sleeves and its skin tightness. That is what she loved to wear and she heard from a friend that most of the girls in Germany ware them with laced up boots; but of course she didn’t know how to walk in heels (though every girl should be taught at birth– ha–what a joke!), so she wore normal flat shoes with a Victorian skirt.
"Oh, what happened?" Nurse Chansey asked.
"Um," she bent over, cupping her hands so not to bleed all over her self. "I guess I laughed to hard,"
"Hrm," she paused. "–do you often bleed like that?" Chansey handed her some napkins and laid her down.
"Only when it gets hot in the summer time, but that comes from my grandmother, um" she swallowed. "I taste blood..."
"Oh that’s normal, spit in the trash bag," she walked slouchingly to the trash can, picked up the half empty bag and gave it to her. "Then you should be fine here, just don’t laugh to hard," she waved her finger. "And you can go back to class in a few minutes." she smiled warmly and headed back in her office.
She felt woozy, nauseated and wished she could go home.
The office door opened, Elias stepped in; he talked to the nurse casually and then noticed Karin.
"Hey!" he shouted and then was shushed immediately by the nurse. He hunched over and creped silently to her side. "Heh, hey," he smiled and she returned his dryly. "Why are you in here, what happened. Hrm. Did you get it to a fi–"
"Heck no!–ugh–" she had raised her head to move but felt a wave of dizziness and reclined. "No, no I just," she sighed. "I laughed to hard," a grin lit up her face as she giggled silently. "I was laughing–ha, ha–at this– ha, ha, ha–joke about–ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha–" she giggled out the remaining blood and they laughed silently together. As she calmed down Elias was facing the nurse talking, she took a deep breath and relaxed.
He turned back from his conversation to face her. "Wow, I though laughing couldn’t kill you, ha, ha, ha." they laughed some more. "No, um, really–" he became slightly serious. "C’mon sis, ya shouldn’t die right now–" his eyes met the floor, his hands curled up in his lap. She wanted to be in his head; wondering what he was thinking about.
He wasn’t really her brother, it was just that they are good friends and besides she had her hear set on other things to be to preoccupied with him, things like Hayden Hunter (but he was another story far too complicated to talk about), anime, art (her greatest passion) and the end of the world–naw, the aftermath of it, yep that’s it. He had a nice build, tall and some muscles covered in some fat but she graded him an ok and never a can do. His hair, black, long, shiny and awesome along with his Marionet and acting skills. He seldom ever told her about his acting career but she knew he had to of had a passion for something; he was an army type guy and for a week he used a full military outfit that made her bark. "Dogs, that what the military jerks are they are all dogs," they both laughed an high fived to a Full Metal Alchemist (an anime show) coversation as they chatted about a random joke in the series as they strived to make a parody called "Full Mental Alchemist" but that died out with their immature 8th grade attitudes.
They walked almost half way to their destination, he hadn’t said a word since he silenced.
"What’s wrong," she said with a concerned look in her eyes.
"Nothing," he sighed, his face steamed with deep thought and apparent frustration. "Ulcers," he barley whispered.
"O.M.G!–n-not again," she shrieked quietly.
The last time he had them was when they were in their Career Class together. He had been typing atrociously and had been complaining about passing out in different class periods; without warning he passed out. Bunk, he it his computer screen. She had though he was tired or playing a joke, but to her surprise and a racing heart she touched he had died. He was ok and a few days later told her more on the situation.
The bell rang when they had cleared up on a conversation about what he was thinking; everything was ok he just hated the ulcer feeling.
"Call me!" he yelled from across the hall.
Late, late, oh my god; I’m gonna be late! She realized she sounded like Mr. Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland.
She was five seconds before the late bell had tolled. Her day was average nothing special went on.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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