New day new you

You work your way into your clothes, a t-shirt and black leggings with sandals, wearing your hair in a tight ponytail. Surprisingly, the day progresses as normal. Although you feel a bit more stares at you, no one says anything to you about the day before.

During PE, you purposefully avoid Nate, trying hard not to look in his direction out of fear he’s mad at you. How could I face him? you ask yourself. Your mind drifts about, forcing you to miss the kickball flying into your face.

“Hey! Hey, Carter! Are… ok… up.” Words start fading in and out as your vision starts to darken.

“Good morning,” you respond, as if groggy from a nap. Your vision is blurry, too much so to make out faces, only able to hear some words here and there.

This feels off, you think to yourself. The next time your eyes open up, you’re back in your bedroom. “I brought you back in here after you got knocked out,” Miranda says, smirking from across the room. “Although I should thank you, I was able to skip classes all day with no penalty but to take care of you.”

“Oh my, what a great friend you are,” you smile back at her, “any idea what could’ve happened?”

“No, but who cares, I skipped class and that’s what’s really important,” Miranda giggled on her bed.

There’s a knock on the door, three firm knocks. Miranda quickly stands and rushes to the door. You notice her talking, but you’re either too far to hear or she’s talking quietly on purpose. She keeps looking back at you, smiling. Then, she finally fully opens the door and Nate is standing in the doorway with flowers.