Frankie: I feel awful. * rubbing his sick stomach *
James: Hey Frankie.
Frankie: Hey.
James: Are you feeling, okay?
Frankie: Not really. * sits down on the bench *
James: What's going on?
Frankie: My Stomach has been hurting and I have a headache.
James: Really?
Frankie: Yeah.
James: So are you still coming over today.
Frankie: I don't think so.
James: Alright, do you want me to come over so we can do homework together?
Frankie: I don't want to get you sick with the stomach flu, but I am going to need help with the math homework because it is hard for me, and we are in the same math class and that also includes my other friend Arianna.
James: So what if I end up sick with the stomach flu, I won't get mad at you...I may or may not be upset at you...I know how much you need help with math...I do.
Frankie: Alright... Sure.
Arianna: Hey Frankie.
Frankie: Hey Arianna.
Arianna: Do you still have a headache?
Frankie: Yes, I do, the nurse gave me some aspirin for the headache, but my head still hurts a hell of a lot.
Arianna: The medicine should have kicked in and your headache should be getting better.
Frankie: I feel awful right now and I feel like I am about to start feeling horrible, my stomach is starting to hurt way too much. * grabs his stomach *
Arianna: Really?
James: You might be very hungry.
Frankie: Maybe but I am not sure.
Arianna: The bell is about ring.
Frankie: Really?
James: Yes, how about we walk to class together.
Frankie: That is fine.
Arianna: Great Idea.
James: Thanks.
Arianna: You are welcome.
Frankie: * stands up and gets dizzy *
James: Oh my goodness Frankie.
Arianna: Frankie are you okay?
Frankie: I don't feel so well.
Arianna: Really?
Frankie: Yeah.
James: What's wrong?
Frankie: I am nauseous, and I think I might throw up. * runs to the garbage can in the hallway and hovers over it * False Alarm.
Arianna: I don't think that you are going to make it through the school day... not with the way you are feeling.
Frankie: I don't think that I will either.
James: Time to get to class before we are extremely late.
Frankie: Yeah. * rubs his sick stomach again *
Adam: It's the fag that got beat up by Jamie. * Laughs at him *
Arianna: Shut the hell up Adam! * gives him the death glare *
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Poor Unfortunate Souls: ( The Jonas Story)
FanfictionI was listening to a Jonas Brothers Song And It Was Called Poor Unfortunate Souls as it says in the title... the song has been stuck in my head and I wanted to write a story based on the song title... I am sorry if this story sucks but remember that...
