1 Sick With No Reason

This morning I awoke to feel refreshed. I can't wait for the maths test today. "William, breakfast" Rich called out. Rich is my stepfather, I hate him and he hates me. I run down the stairs dodge my homework. Trish is already halfway through her Coco Pops. Trish's real name Patrisha "Mum, where is my uniform." I ask "In the washing basket. Where else would it be" Mum replied "Thanks." Mum has the squeakest voice ever. She is a lovely person but her voice is so squeaky. My stomach starts churning. I grab my uniform and put it on my skinny 9-year-old body. The wool itches my chest. "Come on kids get in the car," Mum said. She put my bag in the trunk. Rich starts driving. My stomach can't hold it in anymore. Vomit goes all over my uniform. Rich pulls over. He starts shouting at me. "It isn't my fault." I say "THEN WHOSE IS IT! COME ON ANSWER!" He yelled. I just sit there. His face is as red as a tomato. occasionally look up to the prick Mum tells me to step out of the car. I vomit again some of it goes up my nose. Rich gives mum a very dirty look I do it back at him like a mirror. We get back in the car and start driving. We arrive at school and I see Chris. I am not quite sure if he can see me but I can see him. I jump out and Chris runs to me. Chris is my best friend. He gives me a massive hug. "How was your morning." "Alright. A dinosaur made my Salmon sandwiches today." He has a massive imagination. We became friends when he saw me eat a salmon sandwich and came running and asked what was in my sandwich. All of the words were gibberish. "Pardon?" "What is in your sandwich" "thousand island dressing with salmon." Back to the present. "Stop squeezing me." "Ok, How are you?" "Good." The bell rings "Race?" "Yeah!" We ran to class. I trip up and my knee is grazed. A girl named Rachel asked if I needed help. I accepted her offer and she pulled me up. Blood was flowing out of my knee. I limped the rest of the way. The second bell rings when we just arrive in class. Everyone is talking over Mr Greggs. Mr Greggs yells "Sit on the mat everyone." Everyone is still talking over him. He repeats himself "Sit on the mat everyone." Even louder. He claps his hands. "Sit on the mat everyone for the last time." Everyone sits down. "Mr Greggs?" I ask "Yes William." Mr Greggs responds "My knee is bleeding, can I get a bandage?" "Yes, you can. Matt can you take William to the sickbay." "Yes." Matt and I walked to the sickbay. "How did this happen?" Matt said as he broke the silence. "Chris and I were having a race and I tripped up and grazed my knee." "OK." Matt put his hand on my shoulder. We arrive at the sickbay. Mrs Armstrong is at the reception. A big kid is at the front of the line and Matt and I are second. A few minutes later, I get a plaster on my knee. We get sent back to class. "Didn't your mum just get married?" Matt asked, "Yup she did to this jerk."