Hey everyone! It's anniversary week for me, I'm going to skip the explanation since I'm so sick of writing it. Enjoy!

I woke up groggy the following morning. Lara and I had spent so much time giggling like little girls at a sleepover that I did hardly any sleeping. I'm gonna regret this later.

I make my way down the stairs and begin pouring myself a bowl of cereal.

"Honey, do you feel okay?" Mom asks, "you're putting orange juice in your cereal. Were you and Lara up late last night?"

I sigh. Confession time! "Yeah," I croak. My throat feels all scratchy. Oh no! I am sick! And exams are coming up! I can't afford to miss school! Not now!

Mom puts her hand against my forehead, "you feel awfully warm. Why don't you go back to sleep. I'll call the school and let them know you won't be going today."

"But Mom..."

"Good morning y'all!" Lara chirps. She makes her way downstairs looking bright and happy. Then she stops in her tracks, "Emmy, are you feeling okay? Your eyes are telling a story."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I yawn.

"You don't look too good," Lara replied

"Gee thanks!" I protest, "And I feel fine! I can go to school today!"

"I didn't mean it like that," Lara apologized.

Mom looked at Lara, "Do you mind taking care of Emmy today? I still have to work, but I'll try to get off as soon as possible."

"Of course not! We have some sister bonding time to catch up on anyway!" Lara replied enthusiastically.

That's when I realized I was fighting a losing fight. There was no way I'd win if Lara and Mom teamed up. It looks like I won't be going to school today no matter how close exams are.

"Well great, but from the sounds of it, you did plenty of that last night," Mom winks at us, "Get some sleep Emmy. I mean it!"

With that, Mom heads out the door while calling the school.

Suddenly a wave of nausea sweeps over me. I clasp my hands on the counter, "Lara... I think I'm gonna pass out!" I wail. Tears are pouring out of my eyes and I'm not even sure why.

Lara grabs a hold of me in a tight hug and lowers me to the floor, "it's okay Emmy. I've got you. Just sit still for a second. I'll get you some water."

Lara pulls a cup out of the cupboards and fills it with water while I lean against the fridge in a daze.

"Drink," she instructs and places the cup against my lips. I take slow cautious sips until Lara's satisfied with what I drank, "do you think you can walk back to our room?"

I nod. Lara helps me up and walks up the stairs with her arm around my waist to help me keep balance. My head keeps spinning.

When we reach our room I slowly lower myself into bed, my muscles burning with every movement. Lara pulls the covers over me. I drift off dreaming of the days when we were young and danced in sheets for our wedding dresses.

I hope you all enjoyed. I know there wasn't that much drama in here as the other chapters, but don't worry, next chapter will be action packed!

Thanks for all the support these last two years!

#God's Not Dead!