(AN: Ok, I'm pretty sure you were joking –at least I hope you were- when you suggested this, but it's worth a shot!)

Barf

I sat in bio class, studying the back of Cam Fisher's head. I noticed he had dandruff –ew-, and his hair was way too jelled back, but he made a good boyfriend for Claire. They both had horrible hair.

I considered texting that to the girls, but knowing them, they'd all stick up for Claire since they all had 'boyfriends'. Alicia had Chris, Dylan had Derrick, Claire had Cam, and Kristen had Josh. But no, I had no one.

It wasn't like I was on another boy fast; in fact I had crushes on several boys. But none of them liked me back. I had told Todd Lyons -Claire's older brother- that I liked him and you know what he did? He laughed. Ouch.

Then after I had confessed my feelings to other people (Getting turned down by each of them), I decided to try a test. I asked a boy in a grade younger than me out. Now if he were normal, he would've jumped at the fact that I was even talking to him!

But instead, little Nathan giggled with his friends and stuck his tongue out at me before running away. I swear I'm cursed.

There is one person I haven't confessed my feelings to. But Danny Robins probably wouldn't like me anyway.

I glanced at him; he was sitting three desks to the right of me. Danny had recently gotten his braces off, and he looked like a million bucks.

"Okay class, we will be looking at the cells in blood, so please, get your microscopes ready." Mr. Brunner said, pricking his finger.

Oh god. Blood is one of the only things that make me nauseous. I swallowed, hoping to bring down the wave of nausea. No such luck.

Mr. Brunner handed me a slide with a drop of red liquid. The smell alone makes me gag, but the look of it is absolutely disgusting.

"Mr. Brunner!" I raised my hand. He obviously heard the panic in my voice, because he pointed to the door. I raced out, hoping to get to the nurses office before throwing up the spicy tuna rolls I'd had for lunch.

Fifteen minutes later, I was lying on the bed, waiting for Isaac to pick me up. Then, Danny walked in. Oh great. I looked horrible!

"Hey, Massie, how are you feeling?" He asked, sitting down beside me. "Blood's not my thing. Mr. Brunner handed me the slide and I vomited all over his shoes. I hope they weren't expensive."

I giggled, despite my rolling stomach. "That sucks," I said sympathetically. I knew what that was like.

"Um, listen," he said, shifting uncomfortably. "I was wondering if…if after we were feeling better, you'd like to go out with me?" he blushed.

I swear my heart stopped. This was what I had wanted since I first laid eyes on him.

"I'd love too," I smiled. This was honestly one of my happiest moments, even though there was puke in my shoe.

Who knew that a little bit of barf could bring two people together?

(AN: For C, I have two words that I want to use. It's up to you guys: Canada or Cruise Ship? BTW, thanks for the suggestions!)