Sleepless

"Mom, its fine."

I could practically feel the imaginary steam rolling out my ears. But apparently Mom either did not notice the imaginary steam or didn't give a crap because she kept wiping spit all over my face.

Yeah. Wiping someone else's germ infested spit will surely 'clean' my face.

The thought repeated itself in my head and was threatening to slip out my mouth. But like the good girl I was I kept my mouth shut…like always… err…most of the time.

"There."

Mom said finally after her fifteen minutes inspection. In the background I could hear Leah and Riley trying to unsuccessfully suppress their snickers. What I would've given to kick them.

Now facing Mom I could see the true concern in her eyes, a mothers concern.

"Rae? Will you be alright?"

She asked looking at me through doubt filled eyes. Nodding solemnly, I felt her wrap her arms around me quickly before scooting us all out of her mini van. Telling Leah in that overly motherly voice of hers to call her cell when school was out and for me to be good. I shoot a nonchalant 'Yeah yeah' over my shoulder before she leans to close the door. But then, just as I thought I was home free, she opened the door again then looked at me then at her bag before rummaging through her huge purse and pulling something out. I gulp at what she pulls out and try to hide my scowl when she ushers for me to take it.

Nodding when she warns me to take my medication straight to the nurse I merely grunt when she says goodbye and speeds off, leaving a small dust trail down the road. Following my eldest sister, Leah, towards the main hall, I tried to ignore the constant bickering she was doing but was failing miserably.

"Rae, please try to behave yourself here."

She pleaded desperately, as we walked. I could feel the red and black pills rattling against their case angrily, wanting to be let out…or at least have Leah shut up. They were obviously not happy with Leah dictating me like that.

I wasn't either.

Nodding, when Leah continues to pester me for promises she knew I couldn't keep, I couldn't help but roll my eyes anxiously at Riley, my twin, mentally asking if he would shut Leah up for me. He nods as if understanding, and points out to our sister that we were at the office. She quickly zips it, going silent almost instantly. I flash a grateful smile his way, and mentally thank him. He nods and I wonder if he really could read my mind. I still wasn't sure.

Stopping in front of the desk Leah begins to introduce us one by one, stating to the woman that we were the Carters etc etc. Pulling out some files the lady woman examines them and prints out our schedules. As she hands them over, I watch the woman give me a dirty look that lets me knowshe had already read my file and figured out what kind of student I was. She probably saw the word BAD written in neon colors across my forehead. Rolling my eyes mentally, I wondered if she even read my medical history.

After being escorted to my class, room E17. I held my breath for the worst and tried to keep my breathing even. Knocking quietly on the door I waited for the teacher to answer it since it was locked and that took about three more tries before I became irritated and was nearly banging on the door. It swung open, to reveal a pudgy little man who seemed to be balding. I wondered if he was the social studies teacher.

Handing my transcript over and mumbling a soft apology, I watched the teachers thin lips turn down a little, as he looked the paper over. I could already tell I had made a bad impression.

Oh well.

With my head hanging low I watched from the corner of my eyes as some of the students made their analogies. I bet some of them had figured I was a vampire already…

HA! Some people were just way too into Twilight.

Snorting at the thought, I wait for Mr. Ilionos, as I would later get to know, to seat me. He does but not before forcing me to introduce myself. I cringe at the thought.

Reluctantly doing so, I begin with my name.

"My name is Regan Denise Carter…"

I look to the teacher to stop but he motions for me to go on

"I have two older siblings…and...ive lived in at least six different districts."

Exhaling when it was over, I go to my seat ignoring the couple of curious stares I get. For the rest of the hour I try to keep my mind from slipping off but thankfully that soon ends as the bell for the block to end. Gathering my things, I feel as if most of my energy had just been zapped. I was going to need another dose soon.

Walking sluggishly out the door, I slowly make my way down the hall looking for the front office or the nurses office, but strangely I cant seem to find it. Everything seemed fuzzy, and was running on high. Like a computer that had been wrong for far too long. I couldn't concentrate. The halls were soon empty and I was the only one left. Stumbling against the wall, I thought to just drop and sleep. My body sure thought it was a good idea. Too bad my mind didn't.

Still sliding against the wall I began to trip over myself, my body becoming less coordinated by the second, my vision becoming even more blurred I began to scramble for my phone. I needed to call someone, but before I could even press a button. I dropped. My mind blinking out just like an overheated computer would….

TWO HOURS LATER

Waking up for the first time in days, I blinked at the fluorescent lights, immediately knowing where I was. I didn't need anyone to tell me. The sterile smell, white walls, and heart monitor, made it all clear. Glaring up, at the ceiling, I wondered how long this would last. How long before my next 'accident' or temper tantrum or even for that matter, next two hours of sleep. Closing my eyes, I wondered.