Suriel looked over to where he heard the voice to discover the school nurse.<span style="font-style: italic">Whoah! She's freakin' hot! And here I was thinking that nurses were all old hags.</span>Despite how beautiful she looked he still paid heed to her warning. Though she was a nurse he still had to consider what she might be capable of . . . this school wasn't exactly like most after all. A check-up would guarantee his safety, but it would not get him out of classes for the rest of the day. He had to think on his feet. He needed to figure out a way to convince the nurse to give him the day off, keep Tyr off his back by keeping to his word about seeing the nurse, and still be able to enjoy his day without classes or being forced to bed rest.<span style="font-style: italic">Talk about pressure</span><br/><br/>"Looks can be deceiving." Suriel began, "I am actually not feeling too good. I think I might have eaten too much or something was probably in the food. In any case I don't think I can make it through the rest of the day. Plus I'm starting to get a headache."<br/><br/>Suriel chuckled in his mind about how perfectly he thought his lie was. He had her in 'check'*. It's hard to see how truthful a stomach ache can be. Pain varies from person to person. It doesn't exactly fall under feverish symptoms so there would be no reason for a thermometer. A stomach ache was also unpredictable. He could be as sick as he wanted and then 'miraculously' become better after classes were done. It was the perfect illness. But just for safe measure he topped it off with a headache. Another great illness that could help get out of classes.<span style="font-style: italic">Hopefully I played my cards right. If all goes well this will be a nice relaxing day.</span><br/><br/>* = Check: A chess term meaning you have the King in jeopardy of getting captured, thus ending the game if the player does not take a defensive initiative to protect the King.<br/>(( Just for those that don't understand that figure of speech ))