"Hey Harley, look at me, look at me"I felt a light tapping on my cheek.
"Please, look at me." Fluttering my eyes open, i met myself on Peter's laps.
I guess I kinda black out.
Yes, my ass were hurting but my eyes were getting worst day by day.
"You f*****g okay?" Peter's voice dragged me back to earth.
"Yes" I said "I guess the pain just got the best of me."
"Here, I got some painkillers here." he handed me some pills.
"Thanks."
Mrs. Maxwell was doing her usual, talking to herself in the class. Any other day I would be looking for something wicked to do to her.
But not today, I was really dizzy.
"Harley, you okay, hon? You're kinda sweaty" Mrs. Maxwell asked staring at her textbook. How did she notice that I was unwell anyway? Probably because I was quiet.
But truly I was all sw
