Theme Song: Bare-Foot Cinderella
Position?home sick
With?nobody
Outfit? Simple
Celeste had made it home alright yesterday and place her camera in its special spot to charge fully for the long day tomorrow. As she had gotten home though, her mom asked if she had made any friends and though it was agitating to hear that question; she held up one finger as her answer. At that her mom nodded and went back to her work or what ever she was doing. Celeste had just gone to her room and slip her cloths off, finding herself to be curled up under the blankets the next minute.
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In the morning, her mom was calling out her name to get out of bed and she just rolled over. She didn't feel the need to go to school today; plus she only had one class with Blake and he probably wouldn't have missed her. On second thought she felt like she was sweating way to much, the air-conditioner always made her room cold. Celeste went to get up and her mind felt set in a daze, like there was a thick fog in front of her.
Celeste walked out of her room after sliding on her cozy pants and t-shirt.
"Moma, Can you take my temperature?" She blinked sleepily and her moma frowned, taking out a thermometer.
"Lift your tongue please" Her mother's voice was soft knowing how Celeste was fragile with fever even if it was something minor. C.C lifted her tongue and the thermometer was placed in her mouth. A minute later the thing beeped and her moma's expression softened
"101.6, young lady you go right back to bed, even your face looks flushed and puffy."
Though she got to stay home...she never liked being sick, it was never a joy to just lie in bed like this.