Lukas couldn’t concentrate at all. His head hurt much more than it did at the start of the day, and he kept getting nauseous. He leaned his head against the desk, letting the cold seep in to help ease the pain.

"Are you okay?" Charlie looked over at him.

Lukas shook his head lightly. He felt more pain with every movement he made.

"Maybe you should go to the nurse."

"No, I'm..."

Lukas stopped talking as he felt something rise into his throat. He jumped up and ran as fast as he could out the door. Lukas could hear his teacher yelling for him, but he couldn't stop. With every step he took, he could feel his brain bouncing around in his skull. It was like a hammer was banging inside. His legs wobbled as his vision changed and his nausea increased. He had to make it to the bathroom. He pushed the door, went to a stall, and threw himself at the toilet bowl, letting his stomach contents into its ceramic.

Lukas wiped his mouth on his sleeve. He sat there a moment to regain some of his strength before he took his time getting up from the floor and going to the sink to rinse his mouth. When he was done, he made his way back to class. His head was still pounding, and his vision hadn’t returned. Everything was still blurred.

"Damn." Lukas pressed his hand to his head. "I must've hit it a lot harder than I thought." He leaned up against the wall. "I'll just go sleep at the nurse's office."

The infirmary wasn't that far, but it felt like an eternity to him. He felt as though he would never reach it.

The door was unlocked when he arrived, and the room was empty. He slipped inside, closing the door behind him. A curtain separated five beds to give the students privacy. Lukas went to the last bed. He slipped under the covers and closed his eyes. Lukas could still feel his head hammering away, but it began to lessen, and he just let himself drift off.

~*~

When Lukas finally woke up, the sun had started to set. He slightly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling of the infirmary. There was nothing special about it. But he chose to let his eyes focus on it for a bit before moving. Then, when the fogginess settled, and he could see correctly, he turned to his side. His cell phone was next to him on the pillow, and his school bag was on the chair. He reached for his phone and saw he had a message from Charlie.

Lukas: Hey Charlie. I just woke up. I think I'm better. I'll see you later. I'll text you when I get home.

He sent the message and lay there for a minute, waiting to see if the pain would hit him. He felt groggy, but luckily, for now, he was okay.

Lukas pulled the blanket off his body, and just as he was about to put his feet on the floor, he stopped. It was at that moment that he heard it. Moaning. Loud, sensual moaning. Lukas stared at the curtain in front of him as the noise kept going.

"Yes! Baby!"

Lukas hesitantly reached for the curtain and gently opened it by half an inch. It took a second for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, but he could see them as clear as day. It was Tate Fowler and the school nurse. Tate sat on the bed while the nurse was on his lap, wearing nothing but her bra.

"Oh yes! Harder!" The nurse screamed.

Lukas watched silently with his hand clasped on his mouth. The nurse was rocking violently on top of Tate, with her head back and moaning as loudly as she could.

Lukas tried to look away, but he couldn't stop staring at Tate. His black hair was slicked back, and h wasn’t wearing a shirt. Lukas understood why he was so popular with the girls. He was a handsome guy, but that’s not what caught Lukas’s eye at that moment.

It was how he was reacting that caused Lukas to focus only on him. The nurse was exuding nothing but lust and desire for him—the complete opposite of what Tate showed.

The way Tate held her was so aggressive and uncaring. His fingers were grasping at her tightly. His knuckles had turned white, and his fingernails had dug into her skin, drawing blood. His eyes were dark and filled with disgust as if the very act repulsed him, but his face seemed to be unable to follow what his body was trying to convey. His face was contorted in pleasure, and his mouth would let escape a moan or a grunt from time to time.

"Baby! Harder!" The nurse moaned again. "I'm coming!"

The nurse leaned down to kiss Tate, but he turned his head away, stopping their lips from touching.

Lukas felt his groin twitch, and he pulled back just as they were finishing. The curtain closed slowly, but it gave him just enough time to see Tate's mouth drop open as he came. There was something incredibly erotic about him, and Lukas could do nothing but sit there silently with his crotch throbbing for attention.