"I was paying attention. You asked ‘If the Weird Sisters had never told Macbeth about the premonition, would he have killed to be king?’ " And just like that, bye-bye smirk. "Um, I am right sir?"

Damn I don’t know how I pulled that out of my ass. Thank you Jesus. Wait…did I honestly just thank Jesus?!

"Yes Ashley, that was what I had asked. Good to know I can still be proven wrong." He said.

What a pompous bastard.

"Mr. Reck, can I go to the bathroom?" Spencer asked.

"Yes, you may." He gave her the bathroom pass and she left the room.

I wonder what’s wrong with her. She’s been in there for ten minutes.

"Mr. Reck, I need to use the bathroom, I’m on my period." I bluntly told him.

"Miss. Davies, I did not need to know that, please go." I left the room quickly.

I walked into the bathroom and there laid Spencer.

Oh fuck what’s wrong with her.

"Spencer, shit, Spencer are you okay?" I probed her to see whether she still was breathing.

Why isn’t she getting up?! Fuck, what happened to her?!

I ran to get a teacher. "Mr. Reck! S-Spence…" I panted from the sprint.

God I’m out of shape. Right, focus Ashley.

 "What Ashley?" He asked.

"Spencer was lying on the floor unconscious, I tried to wake her up but she wasn’t moving." He nodded and rushed out of the room.

A few minutes later Spencer was escorted on a stretcher. The sight of her reminded me of my experience.

"Ashley, do you hear me?" the panicked paramedic asked.

I had no energy to tell her why. There were so many reasons that contributed to my current condition; I couldn’t handle life anymore, I was tired of being perfect. I liked having control. I wanted to feel again, I was scared of myself.

I snapped out of my daze and followed the ambulance to the hospital. My curiosity got the best of me. I felt an urge to know what was happening with Spencer. I got to the hospital and told the nurse Spencer was my sister, so I could get information on her current state.