You're Beautiful To Me.

Selena's P.O.V.

The morning was strangely quiet. No insults or teasing from Gerard. Frank and Ray were quiet and kept to themselves. I didn't know what was going on. When I asked Mikey about it he just blew me off and acted like it was nothing or pretended he didn't know what I was talking about.
"I gotta get to class." I said as the bell rung.
"Awww. Okay. See you in Study Hall." He whined as I marched off to Language Arts. I still walked through the halls with my books hugged close to my body, but with less fear in my eyes. When I made it to class, Gerard had somehow gotten there before me again. I walked up to my desk and sat down, still waiting for an insult. He didn't even blink. I was shocked, so I just sat there and tried to learn about whatever in hell she was talking about. About halfway through the period he got my attention.
"Hey." He quietly called.
"What?" I said without turning. It was my second day. I didn't feel like getting in trouble already.
"I..." It was like he couldn't choke out the words.
"What?" I said more sharply, this time shooting him a glance.
"Never mind. Just forget it." He waved me off. I rolled my eyes and kept staring ahead.
"I'm sorry for teasing you. For calling you a slut. For making fun of you for liking Mikey." He finally spit out. "For making fun of my brother..." His voice trailed off and he stared at his pencil.
"Yeah, it was a pretty dick move." I whispered back.
"Look, I said I was sorry. Can you just forget it now?" He shot at me.
"Yeah I guess." And we didn't speak for the rest of the period.
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Lunch came and I still didn't know where to eat or what to eat, so I chose to eat nothing and go sit on the bleachers outside. It was raining and the bleachers didn't have a cover, so I put my hood on and went outside. The sky was grey and everything was wet and muddy. I marched up to the top of the bleachers and wiped some water off a section with my sleeve, big enough for me to sit. Everything was soaked. The ground, the bleachers, the sky, the football field. There were only a few people scattered around, but other than that, it was empty. I was the only one on the bleachers. I sat down and sighed. I didn't even want to think about eating. Before I knew it, I was leaned over and throwing up on the grass beneath the bleachers. My stomach hurt and my head was spinning. I sat back up and wiped my mouth with my sleeve. It hurt to think or even move a muscle.
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The rest of the day was no lollipop either. I had thrown up four times after that and I was afraid that there was going to be a fifth. I walked to 7th period with a wave in my step, and I probably looked drunk. I walked in and sat down next to Mikey.
"Hey." He looked up from his book. "You okay? You seem a little sick." The bell rung.
"Yeah i'm fine. I'm just hot I guess" I lied while taking off my hoodie. It was still damp from lunch but I didn't really care. We didn't talk much and mostly just did our work. We had a small conversation but were quiet the rest of the time. The "teacher" in there- who didn't really teach us anything - let us talk about halfway through the period, so we had another small conversation. We got onto the topic of horror movies and we were talking about Friday The 13th, which was both our favorite one. But then I started feeling a little sick while we were talking.
"I gotta go. I'm sorry." I said with my hand on my stomach.
"Where are you going?" He called after me. I dashed out of the room with out giving him a reply. I didn't even tell the teacher where I was going.
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Mikey's P.O.V.

"I gotta go. I'm sorry." She said in the middle of our conversation. She looked sickly and pale.
"Where are you going" She ran out of the room without a word more. She left her bag so I assumed that she was going to be coming back. After about five minuets she hadn't come back.
"Can I go to the bathroom?" I asked Mrs. Hunter.
"Take the pass." I grabbed the pass and walked out the door. I didn't know where I was actually going, but I was going to look anyways. I turned the corner to check if she was in the bathroom and saw a traumatizing sight.
Selena. Laying there. Surrounded by vomit and blood.
Not moving.
Tears came to my eyes and I didn't know what to do. I fell to my knees and heart broke. I broke out in a soft cry and wanted to scream. I wanted to scream so bad, but it was stuck in my throat. I picked her up and busted into the main office, where the infirmary was held.
"Someone call 9-1-1! Please! Hurry!" I sobbed to the front-desk lady. Her jaw fell open and she picked up the phone. The nurse ushered me into the infirmary and I set her down on the bed. The nurse started asking me all these questions. I didn't know how to answer anything and I felt empty inside.
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The ambulance arrived and they let me go to the hospital with her. I held her hand the whole way there. When she got a room I stayed with her until she woke up.
"W-Where am I?" She asked.
"You're in the hospital." I told her.
"The hospital? Why?" She said. Suddenly she turned over and threw up in a pan. I held her hand and squeezed. She squeezed my hand back and continued to vomit. I petted her shoulder.
"You're okay baby. You're okay." I cooed to her.
"Oh Sel, sweetheart!" A woman suddenly busted through the doors calling out to her. She ran up and hugged Selena. I backed up, confused.
"Oh you're okay. I was worried sick, baby." She petted her face and got teary eyed.
'I'm okay Aunt Rosie." Obviously her aunt. And then she turned to me.
"And who are you?" She politely asked.
"That's Mikey. He's my..... Friend. He's the one that found me and brought me here." She answered for me. It almost hurt being called her friend. But then again we had only known each other for two days.
"I'll be right back. I just need to use the ladies room." Her aunt said and she left. I stood up.
"I think I should get going. I'm sorry what happened. Feel better soon." I said while I walked to the door.
"Hey, wait." She said when I opened the door. She wrote on a piece of paper and handed it to me. I walked over and grabbed it.
"What is it?" I asked smiling.
"My number. You should text me." I smiled at her and gave her a kiss.
"I will" And I walked out. Smooth one, Mikey.

Notes

Oooh what's going on with Selena?

~Onyx