Chad knew that Sean wanted him to go to the library--and the sooner the better--so he decided to go fast. But how? He racked his mind for every option possible. Unfortunately, nothing was coming to him, and he sighed. His next class was English...Mr. Burton taught that class. He'd also taught Chad's English class last year. As Chad got closer, he had only one idea he could think of. Now to see if it would work...
It was the ordinary blah, blah, blah talk that came at the start of each class. Chad never paid much attention to them, as he had all his books that he needed. However, this time around, after sitting down, he sank down in his chair a little bit and held his stomach. As Mr. Colson droned on about bringing all their books to class, Chad groaned once and grimaced. The kid sitting next to him looked at him once. Chad ignored him. At least he would have some credibility when he said something a few minutes. By the time Mr. Colson was done with what was expected from the students and was going to introduce the texts, Chad raised his hand, biting his lip, hating himself for what he was going to do.
"Mr. Black?" Mr. Colson said.
Chad frowned. Mr. Colson always called the students by their last names; Chad wasn't a fan of it. "It's just that...well...I feel real sick now. Like, I'm gonna throw up. I don't know, I think it's..it's something I ate last night. Is it okay if I like, go to the bathroom? I'll try to be back really soon...or maybe I could call Mom or something..." he trailed off.
"Really sick, Mr. Black," Mr. Colson said.
"Yeah, well I feel really sick. Is it okay?" Chad bit his lip again, feeling nervous.
His teacher stared for a few seconds before filling out the pass and handing it to Chad. He said nothing, which was customary for him. But now, it made Chad feel that Mr. Colson knew something. He left the room quickly and headed to go outside. But then what? Should he go to the library now? What about Kristen?