Wanna know why I've been bringing up the discussion of last Sat.u.r.day? It's because I want them to be scared, I want them to know that someone is watching them, I want them to stop what they are doing before it's too late, though it's too late I want to give them one chance for them to think through their mistakes and intend on amending them but it seems like they would never do such.

"Lara, you awake?". Magritte asks as she quietly close the door behind her and walks to sit on my bed beside me.

"NM-hu" I mumble asleep.

"Hey, you will be late for school". She says and straight my bent legs. "Why are you sleeping in this position, it's gonna hurt your body... Though you won't feel it now you will feel the pain later".

"Mag... I ain't going to school today. '' I say as she removes the blanket off my head.

"Why is that? Is someone bothering you?... Oh, Lara are you sick? Do you want me to call the doctor?". She asks and touch my forehead "Hey, you've got a fever, wait here let me call doctor Ken". She says and made her way to the door.

"Wait!". I yell and sit up at the mention of Ken. Magritte, of course, knows how much I hate drugs. "Hey!, I'm fine... Just a little stressed. '' I say softly and I bet I could see the smile on Magritte's face but she hides them quickly as she turns to me. 

"But your eyes say you are," she says and I walk to the mirror in my room to check if she bringing my eyes issue up. I sigh at the sight of red circles around my eyes. That's probably the symptoms I get when I'm sick. But I need to sound fine so she wouldn't want to call dad or that annoying doctor. 

"I'm fine Mag, it's nothing at all... I just need a day off school, okay? I say softly and smile to her. 

"Needing a day off school would also be the perfect reason for inviting doctor Ken over, right Lara?. 

"Ugh!". I groan aloud. "Promise not to tell dad or call doctor Ken". I say and Magritte raise her hand up 

"I promise not to call doctor Keeeen". She laughs and pulls me to herself. I raise my eye up waiting for her to include dad in her word. "And won't call dad, satisfied?". She ask and I nod. 

"Don't worry I made your favorite, okay. You will be fine after one bite. Now go bath and be fast let me style your messy hair for you". She smiles and pushes me to the bathroom. I close the door behind me and tossed my clothes on the floor before climbing inside the bathtub. I'm probably wearing gla.s.ses to school today. I groan to myself.