Gem woke up with her head spinning. She'd been increasingly dizzy in the mornings, but this is the first time her stomach had also churned. She had experienced nausea in the past, usually after Level Three benchmarks, but it only plagued her for a couple hours on the same day as the testing. And she hadn't been to benchmarks in three weeks.
Rolling out of bed slowly, she mentally prepared herself for what was inevitably coming. She sat on the edge of the mattress for a moment, waiting for the dizziness to subside, then she stood unsteadily and stumbled to the bathroom, keeping close to the wall for support.
She made it just in time.
When the worst was over, Gem reached up to the counter and dragged herself to the sink. A little cold water—that's what she needed. She splashed a little on her face, then cupped her hands and brought some to her lips. What is wrong with me? The water helped, but her hands trembled weakly as she slumped back to the floor groaning.