Apparently, my severe headache was because I was getting the flu. After Grayson dropped me off at home, I started feeling really sick just minutes afterwards. That stayed that way even the next morning.

"Poppy, you need to get up!" Mom said as she stood by the door.

I groaned dramatically, feeling really horrible. "Just leave me to die!"

Mom sighed. "Poppy, you're not dying. You need to get to school."

"But Mom!" I whined. "I don't feel good!"

"You're perfectly able to go to school," Mom said. "If you don't get up now, you're going to be in serious trouble."

I wished Dad never left for work yet because...