Daaaaaaamn...
So yesterday Jon and I were sitting in the stairwell on the third floor, and Mandi stumbles through the doors, saying that she's dizzy.
"Come sit down." I pulled her down against the wall. "What's up? You don't look so good." She said that she drank something out of someone's waterbottle down at the creek, which is where all the stoners hang out. He said it was just water, but Mandi said that it tasted bad. I thought it was just some mild drug. I didn't think it was what it was. She was giddy, and seemed like she was high, which she used to be a lot. I knew she didn't do drugs anymore, but I figured it was an accident, right? Well, she started complaining of being hot, and her faced looked red. I told her I'd take her to the bathroom and we'd switch shirts, because she was wearing long sleeves and I was wearing my usual baggy t-shirt. I had to hold on to her while we were walking down the hallway to the bathroom. She was stumbling. We traded shirts (And her shirt looked REEEEEALLY bad on me [definitely made for someone with large breasts, which is a category I don't fit into]). I helped her back to the stairwell. She started to look pretty bad, and her eyes were closing.
"I'm gonna be sick..." she said. Jon and I quickly helped her up and over to the trashcan. I'm sure she would have thrown up if she had had anything to eat for the past three days. We helped her sit back down. "David [her boyfriend] is gonna be so mad..."
"Dude, what happened?"
So she told me. She had asked Scott Passay for some water, so he gave her a water bottle full of clear liquid, which he claimed was water, and then told her to chugg it. So she did, without thinking about it (Which was dumb). She said she didn't taste it till afterwards. It was alchohol. Mandi has the lowest alchohol tollerance of anybody I know. She has very bad reactions to it. I figured it might pass. Rosie came out into the hall, took one look at Mandi and said, "We need to take her to the nurse." Mandi didn't want to go, but by this time she looked horrible. I agreed and Jon and I stood her up. We walked to the door of the class we were supposed to be in, because the bell for lunch had rung a while ago. I asked for Ms. Halaby, who is a very trusted adult for both me and Mandi. We were told she was in a meeting.
"Shit," said I. We started helping her down the hall and Ms. Halaby happened to be walking towards us.
"What's wrong with Mandi?" she asked. I explained.She frowned and said, "We need to get her to the nurse. Mandi was too out of it to object. I nodded and we walked her as fast as we could to the steps. I counted out the steps for her as we walked down them, then told her when we were on the platforms. She was shaking by now. We finaly got her to the nurse and Jon and I hastily walked in. It was getting hard to hold her up. She's taller than both me and Jon, and I think Ms. Halaby. I explained briefly what had happened, and before I knew it, Jon, Rosie and I were all kneeling by one of those nurse-office-bed-things, and there was a cop and the principle asking her questions. She was breathing hard and kept saying she was hot. I heard the nurse talking about contacting her parents. Jon and Rosie were asked to leave.
"Caroline, go get Mandi's phone." I nodded and dashed up the stairs at full speed. Ms. Cole, Mandi's Case Manager and our teacher was going down the stairs just as fast as I was going up. I knew she was going to see her. I finaly got back down the stairs and there were more people in the room and a stretcher outside it. I rushed in and gave the nurse the phone. I moved to get into the room, but a cop held me back.
"You can't go in there just now." They were talking about getting her to the hospital.
"Please, can I come?" said I. They said I'd have to call my mom. Mom didn't want me to go, because she said she had no way of getting me home. I finaly got her to consent when Ms. Cole said she'd bring me back. Mandi was on the stretcher when I came back. Ms. Cole said that we needed to get our stuff and go. I wanted to go in the ambulence (sp?) with her, but I knew they wouldn't let me. As Ms. Cole and I were coming down the stairs, I slipped and fell down five of them. I was so full of adrenaline I didn't feel a thing. We got to the hospital and I had to wait in the waiting room. I was scared as hell. They wouldn't let me go in to see her because her dad and Ms. Cole were in there, and only two people can be in at once. I sat there, crying. Finaly they let me in. I got her to laugh and stuff. I stayed there with her for a long time, and finaly I ended up going home with her when thay let her out. She's all better now.

And now for something kind of amusing.

So today after school Jon and I were talking about the trip he's taking to Utah. "I wish you could come with me..."
"Well, maybe I can."
"Really!?"
"Sure. When are you leaving?"
"Now."
*SWEATDROP* "Lemme call my mom..."
I didn't end up getting to go with him, but my mom's reaction when I called her was great.
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Yea. It was funny. Jon sounded totaly put down when our 'rents dicided I couldn't come. They were staying with his dad's brother and they thought that it would be not good to suddenly have another person coming. TT_____TT Oh well. Andrea (his mom) says that she's really like to travel with me sometime. Which is cool. Cause I'm loved. Yay. That bodes well for when we tell our parents. Anywhim, His reaction was kinda sad really. But I told him that I completely understood their reasoning and that it was waaaaay too last minute, so I would be pissed, but I wasn't. But that's okay. He said I can call him any time while he's gone, and I was like, score. So, it's all good, though I would rather be with him. I have like...NOTHING to do. He gets back on Tuesday, though that seems like forever from now. It always goes faster when I can talk to him.
Wow. That sounds idiotic. Oh well.


~Caro

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