I sat down and ate some cheez-it's. I scarfed about 26 Cheez-it's, later I noticed the expiration date on the box. They were 4 months expired and open the whole time. But I was so hungry I didn't really care. The next day in P.E. I barfed. This happened to be the only class I shared with my brothers. God help me. So to the nurses office I went to be told I was hungry and not sick. When I got there the nurse was out and the unlucky kid who was in there as the nurses help today was at the nurses desk.
" HELLO AND WELCOME TO THE NURSES OFFICE! IM ALFRED F. JONES! THE NURSES HELP! AND THE HERO!" alfred screamed. Now I have a migraine from his screaming. I hate this school with every inch of my being. Now i'm sounding like my friend Lovino Vargas.
" I barfed can I go home." I said to the screaming banshee know as Alfred.
" I need to take your temperature to find out." He implied.
" I think its food poisoning." I said as I barfed on to the floor.
" Oh ok then." Alfred said as I wiped my mouth. Just then my dad walked in to see me barfing. Something tells me i'm not going to school for a while.
" [your name]! Are you alright... If your were sick you should of told me... Thats it we're going home!" my father said as he pulled me by the arm to the office to sing me out. Take note I am barfing have a migraine still in my gym clothes and my dad is dragging me out of the school. I hate mondays. Anyways after my dad dragged me home and pumped me full of meds I was sitting in my attic bord, then my brothers got home and made sure I was ok then left to go to friends houses. Lovino came over at least.
" Fidanzata [girlfriend] how are you!" lovino said as he entered the room with cookies and his grandfathers pasta.
" Better now that you and you cooking is here!" I joked around as my father stood in the doorway.
" You are not eating that and you definitely are not dating that." my dad said as he gestured toward Lovino and his food
" Oh my god it's a figure of speech bastardo!" Lovino clasped his hands over his mouth as my mouth dropped open. welp now I have zero friends, how could this day get worse. well someone knocked on the door before my dad could kill lovino so we were in the clear.
" You are lucky Lovino Vargas very lucky." I said to my italian best friend.
" Romano pleas, and that was close as hell." He sighed.
" Just stop your 14 year old self from swearing Roma!" I said to him.
" One stop yelling, two its default defence, three don't call me roma!" he spat.
" Would you two stop arguing, [your name] someones here to see you." my father said in the doorway as he pushed the screaming banshee Alfred into the room.
" Hey there... I feel bad for earlier... So sorry I guess." Alfred silently peeped.
" Its ok... you can't stop barfing or anything." I sighed. At least my dad left so we could acwordly talk alone.
" I see you like little kids shows..." Alfred said to me and Romano after scanning my room filled with Thomas and Bob posters and toys
" A bit I guess." I said softly.
" Awesomeiliketotalylikethousshowstodudes!" he screamed out. Me and Romano looked at each other
" Cool." Romano spat.
" Not so big scary hero after all eh!" I said teasingly
" Not so hero... not so hero! I AM THE HERO" Alfred yelled as me and romano laughed...