"Wake up!" A gently voice yelled, they sounded like they were trying to wake me for quite some time now. "L-leave me alone, Claire. I'm t-tired." She sighed. "Sleep on the road, we have to get moving, help us set up, get some breakfast and we'll be off, you can go back to sleep after."

Sighing, I crawled off the backseat of the yellow Humvee with a big breathe. "Are you OK?" Claire asked after hearing me breath. I nodded and smiled reassuringly. Ever since Claire found out of my multiple disabilities (Asthma, ADHD, ADD, Dyslexia) She made it her priority to take care of me, staying by my side every moment of the day. I was OK with it... Till I got a massive crush on her.

Claire made sure I wouldn't fall back asleep before looking around then promising she would be right back. When she was gone, I took my own time looking around. Carlos just finished taking off the perimeter set around our camp and was now talking to Mikey by his van. LJ was with Betty by her ambulance and they were obviously flirting with each other.

Chase was sitting on top of his truck with a rifle held in his hand, he was watching over us. Otto was packing up our food, he already had all the kids in the bus and was just finishing his clean-up. Claire was waaaay far off to the side, smoking a cigarette, after I had an asthma attack cause of the cigarette smoke, she practically killed anyone who dared to come near me with one.

It made sense thought. I mean, we only had about 5-10 inhalers packed in Betty's ambulance and they were only to be used in very severe cases. All my other mini asthma attacks were dealt with by having someone (mostly Claire or Betty) sit by my side and help me breath threw it. "K-Mart." My head shot up to Claire standing in front of me.

"Are you alright? I noticed you've been stuttering this morning, your ADD acting up? How much sleep have you been getting? Did you eat anything? Did you go for your check up yet?"

I held my hand up to stop her. Sometimes a month, my disabilities really kicked me hard and I was stuck stuttering and jumping around for a week or 2. "I-I'm fine... J-j-just a bad week." She nodded understanding. "Let's go see Betty." I rolled my eyes when she turned her back but followed her anyway.

"Betty, can you check her please?" Betty looked up at us from staring at LJ and nodded with a smile. LJ kissed Betty on the cheek before saying bye and walking over to Chase's truck. "Shirt off." Betty told me. I knew the drill, every other day, Claire got Betty to do a full check up. I blushed deeply like I do every time, knowing that Claire was going to see me half naked again.

I pulled my shirt up over my head and Betty placed her hands on my ribs. I shivered and blushed even deeper, but she took no notice. "Breath in." I inhaled slowly and deeply before slowly letting it out. Betty frowned and told me to do it again.

After having her check my eyes, answer some question and promise her to try and get more sleep, she turned to Claire. "Make sure she takes it easy, no running, jumping, anything that will bother her breathing or cause an attack, her lungs don't sound to go, this is obviously her bad week, just watch her." Clair nodded with a frown before thanking her.

After she dragged me back to the Humvee, she sat me in the passenger's seat and buckled my seat belt for me, I blushed. "I can do that you know." She chuckled at my blush and hugged me before reaching in the back seat and pulled out a back of pretzels, she handed then to me and told me to eat while she does a last check up and then we'll be off.

When she was gone, I exhaled deeply, she can't keep hugging me like that, I mean, I'm 16 (almost 17!) and I have the biggest crush on her and my raging teenage hormones are not helping anything. I leaned back with a sigh and started eating.