I eat just like all the rest of the students, though maybe a teeny-bit more quietly. I can emphasize with Azula. Innocent, but suspected. I hate it when that happens. But, I've got to say, She does have a strange habit of making the darkest situations even darker, and disappearing very frequently from classes. But, I do know who is behind all this, and I think now would be a good time to say it- "Cough, cough, splutter..." I start, trying to tell my friends while in fits of coughing. "Are you alright, Gabriella? Your face is pale, and it's starting to turn green!" informs Sarah. She tries all sorts of techniques, but all fail. Finally she concludes, with fear in her voice, "Get her to the Hospital Wing. NOW!! She's food-poisoned!" They start dashing here and there, assembling a stretcher. My head starts spinning from the lack of oxygen, as there seems to be some sort of hex keeping my throat constricted. Holly's face is full of concern, while Azula is muttering to herself fearfully, staring at me, and trying to do the counter-jinx, as she must know what this is, since she is very fond of the Dark Arts. Her face beaded with sweat, she chants the final word, giving me enough time to take another deep gulp of air. She continues, not taking her eyes off of me. Sarah, having been listening the whole time, starts chanting with Azula, as she has a very good memory. Finally, they lifted the curse, and I started breathing normally again. But it was too late: I had blacked out.