Scott felt a buzz in the back of his head. His nausea had passed, but things still felt odd. When the boy with the purple-dyed hair passed him, his vision seemed to break. It looked like some guy in brown, fighting like... someone in a purple hoodie? Either way- it wasn't going well for one of them.
	Suddenly, he snapped back to reality, in time to hear he was dismissed from school. He felt alright now, but after violently hurling, he'd take a day off of school. However, with his recent... what was that, hallucination?- he'd like to make sure he wouldn't throw up on the way home.