AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hi guys! How are you all? I'm doing great. I graduated High School, I'm starting college this year (my plan is to start with community college and then transfer to a university after 2-3 years and also get a job to earn some cash) I'm involved in a great internship where I'm going to be working with middle schoolers and I'm going to earn great money. But I want you guys to know that just because I'm going to college doesn't mean I'm not still a little girl at heart. I always will be a little girl at heart. Oh, and about the story, yes, it takes place during in early 2013 (I was in my final semester of Middle School at that time and now I'm done with High School. Wow it's crazy) because it's been over a year since Austin & Ally ended and I'm sure you guys miss it as much as I do and I thought it may help if we write stories set in the fetus Auslly days to bring us back to those amazing times :'). OK, I'll just quit shooting my mouth off and get on with the story.

Friday January 11, 2013:

ALLY:

My throat was so scratchy. I had a sore throat, but I wasn't sick enough to stay home. Trying to catch up with my guy friend/crush, Austin Moon (we had class together next period), I saw Barry Reynolds sneeze on his face. My blonde best friend wiped the sneeze right off with his hand, and said,

"Next time, you might wanna cover your mouth when you sneeze."

Barry sneezed again. Austin added,

"And you might wanna use hand sanitizer. Cold and flu season is at its worst this year and you don't want to spread it to other people."

He sniffled and said,

"OK, sorry, Austin."

Austin saw me and he said,

"Hey, Ally."

I said,

"Hey, sneeze target."

He flipped me off.

"You little bitch, don't rub it in."

I flipped him off right back.

"Love you too."

He cleared his throat.

"My throat's already kinda scratchy, and cold and flu season has been spreading like wildfire ever since September."

I said,

"I know right? It wasted no time at all. And my throat's kinda scratchy, too."

Austin said,

"It's almost certain that we're both gonna end up horribly sick by Sunday."

I giggled.

"I guess your dad's medical vocabulary is being passed down to you."

Austin's dad for a living was a primary care doctor and his mom was a fourth/fifth grade teacher at Southside Elementary School.

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know Mike and Mimi have a mattress store, but I like having them experiment with other careers too).

"My dad said colds and the flu have been dominating why his patients have come in the last few months. Last week, he was giving a gay guy a prostate exam and he had an orgasm."

"Come again?"

I asked.

"Anyway, I hope this is just a scratchy throat. There's a shit-ton of pollen in the air."

Austin said to me,

"It's winter, Ally. Pollen doesn't come out till spring."

"It's happened before when it's not spring,"

I said.

2 days later

Sunday January 13, 2013:

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: I decided to skip ahead to two days to avoid filler. You're welcome).

I was laying on the couch of my mom's and my living room (my mom and dad had been divorced since I was nine, so for over seven years now) and for what felt like the millionth time in the last two days, I coughed like a barking dog, rapidly producing mucus. I sneezed and picked up a kleenex from the box and blew my nose into it. I was laying under a pink, red and purple Hannah Montana plush blanket (Hannah Montana was one of my favorite Disney Channel shows back in the day and it still held up). My head ached and my neck was really stiff. I had the worst chills ever, I was so exhausted and lazy, I had no appetite, I couldn't eat anything without retching, my throat was sore, my muscles ached, I felt dizzy every time I stood up, I had been sneezing and coughing endlessly, I had thrown up quite a bit in the last two days and my nose and my head were very congested.

I coughed and sneezed again. It brought my mother in.

"You OK, Ally?"

I smiled sarcastically.

"Well, let's see, I'm coughing, sneezing, cold, nauseous, exhausted, I have vertigo, I have no appetite, my neck is stiff-"

I was cut off by another fit of horrendous coughing.

"And I feel like I was just hit by a bus. So yeah, I'm great,"

I sneezed twice again. My mom said to me,

"You sound like a cross between the old hag from Snow White and that annoying YouTube kid, I forgot his name."

I said,

"His name is Fred,"

and sniffled. My mother walked over and laid her hand on my forehead.

"You're burning hot, Ally,"

she said to me. She picked up the thermometer from the coffee table in front of me where I was lying under my Hannah Montana blanket and stuck in my ear. It beeped in three seconds.

"104. I'm calling Dr. Bryant and setting you up to see her tomorrow."

"OK,"

I said. My mom was right; I should see a doctor. Not only did I have a high fever, but my coughing had that barking sound to it, I had a stiff neck and I had been getting dizzy a lot in the course of two days.

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