When I woke up I was in the nurse's office, and I had a horrible migraine. I sat up, ignoring the waves of pain it caused, and coughed to get the nurse's attention.
"Um... I'm awake. What class period do I need to go to?" The nurse chuckled and said,
"Well dear, none. You have little faery wings and I'm sure that you should be heading to the Faery Finishing School pretty soon." Then I remembered. That weird goth girl had been a faery and she had made me into one as well. Wait a minute.
"Little wings?" I asked, realising that she had said that. The nurse nodded.
"Would you like me to contact your parents to come pick you up? You shouldn't be driving in your condition."
"No!" I yelled instantly. "I mean, no thank you. Could you excuse my boyfriend, James Thomason, long enough to take me home?" The nurse thought for a second.
"Okay," she decided," but not for too long." I smiled at her and voiced my thanks then asked,
"What class period is it?"
"5th period. Hurry now," she said, picking up her phone. Okay, James's 5th period is... P.E.! I ran to the gym and quickly found James among the other baseball players.
"James! We have to go to my place! Now!"I shouted at him above all the noise in the gym.
"What? Why?" he asked. I was wearing a shirt that showed almost my whole back so I turned around and flipped my hair out of the way of my 'little wings'. For a moment there was silence among the baseball players.
"Wow," James said stupidly. I rolled my eyes and dragged him to his motercycle.
"Your parents are going to freak," he said when he had started driving to my house.
"About what? You driving me here or me being a faery?" I asked, dripping with sarcasm. He and I both knew that my dad hated him.
"Um... both," he decided. He stopped at my driveway. I hopped off the motercycle and ran inside.
"Misty! Dad! Are y'all here?!" I yelled. Two grumpy parents walked down the stairs in their pajamas.
"Why aren't you at school?!" Misty yelled at me. I turned around and flipped my hair over. Both of them, my dad and Misty, gasped.
"If I don't go to the Faery Finishing School in 16 hours I'm going to die,"I explained to them. Misty looked happier than the day my dad had said that she could have a credit card that accessed his money. (She had only married my dad for his money, he was a rich salesman.) My Dad looked as unhappy as he had looked when he had finally given Misty the credit card that accessed his money.
"You aren't going to some Faery boarding school on my watch," he said sounding like the alpha male.
"But I'll die!" I screamed. He seemed to think about it then, but wasn't given a chance to agree with me.
"Your father's right, You shouldn't go. It's too dangerous!" I glared at her.
"Fine! But you need to thank James for me. He was the one who drove me here!" I practically growled at them. My dad went grumpily outside with a money hungry Misty right on his tail, giving me time to calm down.
"Okay, it's going to be okay. Just calm down Pandora. Calm down," I said to myself.
"I'll just come up with a plan to get out of here and to the Faery Finishing School." I walked up the stairs to my room so I could listen to my radio.
I was just about to turn on my radio when my migraine came back in a burst of pain. I laid on my bed and decided to take a nap.
***~***
I woke up screaming in pain, then ran to my bathroom to puke my guts out.
"Ugg..." I moaned when I was done. I must have the flu, I thought. I walked back into my room and started brainstorming ideas on how to leave to the Faery Finishing School. Misty wouldn't care about my having the flu, and would distract Dad from noticing. Plus, I didn't have a car to drive there myself, I'm only 15) At the Faery Finishing School they would care about me being sick (I hoped) and would help me get better quickly.
I got another burst of migraine pain.
"I have to get there quick," I moaned.
