"did I stop you from seeing more? would you like it if next time I dont come near you till you snap out of it?"

"No...no...sometimes, I...think...I have these, and I forget them when I see them fully through..." Lawrence seemed puzzled by all of this. "I'm really curious, now...does he have multiple personalities? If so, I really haven't seen any..."

"well until I have seen him more often then I can not tell you weather he does or does not. but what I can tell you is that our packets are not going to get done if we dont start working on them." standing up Josh sat down in the chair next to Lawrence and opened his book and packet.

Lawrence sighed, mournfully, and started to work on his packet. He loved Latin, so everything seemed easy to him.

after working on a few pages in silence josh stopped and set his pencil down. "why are you worried that he has split personality's?"

Lawrence chewed his lip thoughtfully and then put his pencil down. "The red figure...I felt terrified when I looked at it. It was almost like...something positively evil was looking at me."

"could these figures be some one that he may know? or could it be a dream?" Josh wondered if it might have been what he had felt too, if he truly did have split personality's

"Wyatt's really antisocial, so...probably not someone he knows." Lawrence was quite concerned. Wyatt was his best friend, and he worried about him constantly.

standing up he walked over and hugged Lawrance. "well what ever it is we will find out soon enought."

Lawrence nodded, hugging him back. "...We should really finish this Latin packet."

"we may need to finish it but you look like you needed a hug." sitting back down in his chair Josh looked over the packet. "do you have any Idea for question 13 on page three?"

Lawrence stared at the question blankly--his mind was still distracted. "...No..."

looking over Lawrence shoulder josh frowned. "I think we should take a brake, and maybe you should get some rest before we get back to this packet. we still have tomorrow to work on this."

Lawrence perked up at once. "Yeah...yeah, that'd be good." He was acting like he hadn't slept in days...something was wrong, for sure.

Helping Lawrence up Josh lead him into their room. "you just lay down I will be back with our books and packets." walking back out he wondered if he should get a nurse or one of the teachers. he did not want to piss off Lawrence but he also did not want anything bad to happen to him. well if he is not feeling better by tomorrow then I will call one of the nurses. josh picked up and returned to the room.

Lawrence groaned, but he did indeed lay down. He didn't want to feel ill, but he did. Hospitals...doctors...nurses...everything about the health care industry scared him. Especially...needles. One of his greatest fears.

climbing into the bed behind Lawrence Josh wrapped his arm around him. ~do you know why your not feeling good all of a sudden? you seemed to be doing well when we were at the mall.~ he reached around and started to take off Lawrence's shirt.

For some reason, it felt strange to try and talk mentally, so Lawrence shut up and instead used his mouth.

"I think...I think that vision had something to do with it..."

~Lawrence i am worried about you, this is not like you usually are.~ taking Lawrence shirt off he bent and kissed him on the shoulder.

Lawrence sighed, then curled up with him. "...I guess not. I'm really tired..." He yawned widely.

~you are burning up love.~ climbing out of bed Josh quickly got a wet wash cloth and came back. "what is wrong, are you sick?"

I don't...I'm not sure." Lawrence snuggled more into him--despite the warmth he was radiating, he felt extremely cold. "I feel kind of strange..."

running the wet cloth along Lawrence's body josh looked worried. "I hope your not coming down with anything." his hand worked lower along his body, just brushing the top of his pants. part of him wanted to try to touch more but the main part of him told him that it would be wrong. leaning over Lawrence he kissed him on the lips, gently. something seemed to brush passed his mind as he did so.

Lawrence seemed ultra-sensitive to touch, at the moment, for he squirmed and made soft 'eep' noises when he was touched. He felt his mental currents undulating in a strange manner. "Something's...strange with my mind..."

"it may have to do with this temperature, I wild like to try to bring it down so would you stop moving." the moving only made him think of the way it would feel to have him moving against his body.