Chapter 6

The next morning

Aaliyah entered her first hour class. She could feel all the eyes on her as she took her seat. “God.” She sighed. “I feel so terrible.” She sniffled and held her head down.

“Aaliyah?” a voice whispered in her ear. “Here.” Her friend Hailie tossed a note on her desk. She slowly unfolded it and began reading.

Hey,

I just want to apologize for last night. I don’t know if it was a big mistake or…not.

Curly

She looked up to gaze at him. He held a smirk on his face. She smiled slyly, and looked away. “Ms. Haughton…” she quickly looked up to lock eyes with Mrs. Whitefield. “Do you care to explain what you’re reading?”

“Um…” she slid the note in her purse and stood up. “No I don’t. And if you have a problem with it…” she slowly approached her. “…suspend me.” She could hear a few “oohs” in the background.

“What has gotten into you, young lady?”

“YOU! You and your nonsense. I’m NOT in the mood today. I have a fever of a hundred and five and in a minute…I’m gonna vomit IN your face if you don’t step the fuck off me.” Everyone stared in complete shock. “Excuse me. I don’t feel to well.” Everyone watched her run out of the room.

Justin stood up and followed behind her. “Aaliyah?” she proceeded towards the exit of the building. “Aaliyah?” he followed her outside. She kneeled over a bush and released her fluids. “Damn.” He whispered. “Lili…what’s wrong? Last night…you were feeling great.” She sniffled and turned to face him.

“I dunno. I…I feel terrible, Justin.” She cried.

“Aw…come here.” He pulled her in a hug. “Shh. Don’t cry.” He stroked her hair soothingly. “You’re gonna be alright.” She sniffled tremendously.

“Last night…after we…” she sniffled. “You know…after we…”

“Just say it. After we made love.”

“Well…after we made love…I just…felt so…different. When I got home that night…I just started puking. I felt horrible. I wasn’t going to come to school today, but…I remembered I have a test next hour.”

“Lili…you can make up tests.”

“But…I NEVER made up a test. I was ALWAYS there for it.” He chuckled and licked his lips.

“Baby…everyone is not perfect. You shouldn’t have came today. Look at you…you look weak…and…” his eyes roamed every part of her body. “…you’re burning up. Come on…I can take you home.”

“But…”

“Come on, sweetie. You shouldn’t be in school like this. Trust me.” He wrapped his arm around her waist and led her towards the car.

“Look…” she stopped. “…you don’t have to take me. I’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure? I don’t have a problem with ta…”

“Yes. I’m sure. Plus…you shouldn’t be around me when I’m like this.” He bit the bottom of his lip.

“You think I care if I get sick? I would rather be sick then you.” She blushed.

“How sweet of you.” He chuckled.

“So…can I come by your house after school?” she sniffled.

“Sure. I…should be home.” He nodded.

“Good. So…I’ll see you then.” He leaned in and met lips with hers. He plunged his tongue in her mouth and caressed hers delicately.

“Mmm.” She broke away. “Stop that. I’m sick.”

“I told you I don’t care.” She giggled.

“Well…I’m gonna go. I’ll see you at three.” He watched her turn and head towards her car.