Patricia's POV:

I feel horrible. My head hurt, I could barley talk, and my nose is running really badly. I rolled out of bed and grabbed my bathrobe. I clambered down stairs and into the kitchen. It was around six AM so no one should up yet. I found Trudy making pancakes on the stove and said,

"Trudy, I don't think I can go to school today, I think I have a cold." I said but a raspy voice.

"Oh, yes you do seem hot. Go back to bed,dear I'll bring you something in a bit." She said checking my forehead.

"Thanks." I said turning to go back upstairs. I crawled back into bed and slowly fell into a dreamless sleep. I woke up with a runny nose and a bowl of soup on my bedside table. I sat up a little and checked my clock. 12:00. I slept six hours? Geez, I think that's a record or something. I pulled out my laptop and logged in to . I slowly ate my soup and changed my status to

"Sick in bed. NOT fun."

I immediately got messages. All of them were from everyone at house.

KT: How come you didn't tell us? You did look a bit odd this morning.

Joy: Movie sesh tonight! I'm thinking Twilight?!

Jerome: Uh oh, run away! A sick Trixie is a lethal Trixie.

Alfie: Are you sure aliens didn't probe you and make you sick?

Mara: Oh poor you!

Willow: I have extra yak milk!

Fabian: Hope you get better Patricia.

Eddie: How did you even get sick?! I'm coming over right now.

I read the messages and began private messaging Eddie.

Patricia: Eddie, you don't have to come over here. I'm fine. I only got sick because Willow and Alfie sprayed me with their Water Wowzer 3000 's.

Eddie: Sorry, already half way to the house. ;)

Patricia: :/ Weasel.

I put my laptop away and grabbed my math homework. I did it until Eddie barged in the room. I put it back in my bag and said,

"See, I'm fine. I'll be better by tomorrow." I said turning over.

"You have a cold. You're not fine." He said leaning on the door frame. I let out a groan and stuffed my face into my pillow. This is going to be a looooooong day. We spent a few hours talking, messing around on my laptop and doing homework. He left me alone for awhile and eventually I fell asleep. I woke up around 3:30 and there was a note on my bedside table. It read:

Patricia, I haven't said this in a while, but I love you.

You being sick is the best. Can we start over? Pleeeeaaaase?

XO

- Your Weasel.

A/N: So I wrote this cuz I was bored. Not the best but hey, Peddie's my OTP. And I was so FREAKING excited when they kissed! I couldn't scream because my mom was in the room, but I was spazzing out in my head! Woooooo! After, I went into my bathroom and danced around for like 5 minutes! Anyways, I wanted to write something HOA, so here it is.