Welcome to Chapter 8! I'm really tired tonight, so I'm not going to type much. But let me say one thing.

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I awoke at twelve the next day, mulling over what happened the night previously. Not just the talk, mind you, I awoke at two in the morning and had to run to the bathroom to throw up. I then woke up again at four because my mom had to give me medicine and take my temperature. I just hope Jordan slept better than I did. I felt really achy when my consciousness fully returned to me. I felt feverish, and I guessed that my fever hadn't broken. Dammit, I would have to spend the day in bed. I moaned and rolled over. I looked on my Ikea nightstand, and saw a note next to some pills and a glass of water. I picked up the note, and it read:

"Kristine,

I left when you were still asleep. I want you to stay in bed today, okay? You're running an one-hundred-one fever, and I don't want it getting worse. Jordan left at nine, after you were fast asleep. He wanted to make sure you were okay, I think. He seems really kind, Kristine, and I think he really cares about you. He's handsome too—" I rolled my eyes. My mom would think that.

"—But anyways, I left you some pills in case you're in pain and a glass of water. You can go make breakfast if you're up to it, and I daresay Jordan will be over soon.

Love you,

Mom"

I finished reading the note and cast it aside. I wasn't in too much pain, so I decided to take the pills later. I got out of bed, and got a head rush. Ignoring this, I got my phone and put my headphones in. I put on Revenge and headed towards the kitchen. I found a knife and started cutting up onions for my omelet that I would be making. As soon as I put the egg on the stove, the rap part of Revenge came on. I started rapping it, and suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder. I screamed, and looked behind me. Jordan was grinning at me, and I hit him on the arm.

"You're a jerk." I said. He laughed. "You could have made me burn my finger."

"But you didn't, so no harm done, Kris." He said. I rolled my eyes, and paused my IPhone. I finished making my omelet, and then sat down. Jordan was already at the table, his phone in his hand.

"So... what do you want to do today?" He asked, and I shrugged.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?" I asked, and he shrugged too.

"I dunno. How about... Um... I don't know. What is there to do?" He asked. I thought for a moment, and then took out my Phone. I used Siri and asked what there is to do near my current location. It came up with everything from hot air balloon rides to amusement parks.

"What about an amusement park?" I asked. He considered my suggestion for a few seconds.

"Sure. What amusement park?" He asked. I scrolled down a list.

"Well there's this one called Castle Park. It sounds fun, and it's not too far from here." I said.

"Sounds fun. When you're ready we can go." He said. I made a face at him. He looked confused.

"What did I say?" He asked. I rolled my eyes.

"Nothing." I said. He grinned, but then his grinned faltered. I looked at him, concerned.

"Did you hear anything last night before you went to sleep?" He asked tentatively. I knit my eyebrow.

"You said sleep well, and that's all I heard. Why? Did I miss something?" I asked. Jordan shook his head, and he blushed. I grinned, and finished my omelet. After I finished cleaning up, I ran to my room and quickly got dressed. I was going to rest today, but I wanted to do something with Jordan. I threw on my Minecraft T-shirt and pair of jeans. I then went back into the kitchen, and put on my sneakers. Jordan was twirling his keys on his finger.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked. I nodded, and we left. It was an hour drive to the park, and I was ready to have fun.


About seven hours later, Jordan and I were back in the car. I didn't feel well. At all. All day, I got steadily worse. I really shouldn't have gone, but I really wanted to accompany Jordan. So we were in the car, and I was gripping the seat. I felt really lightheaded, achy, and my stomach was rolling. The hour drive back took forever, it seemed. When we got back to the building, Jordan asked me if I wanted to play Call of Duty with him. I agreed, even though I really just wanted to lay down. So he started the game, and I tried my best to focus on the game. It felt like I was peering through a haze though. A haze of sickness. The screen was spinning, and I shut my eyes. The spinning didn't stop, and soon I was really nauseous.

"Kris?" Jordan asked. I opened my eyes and looked at him.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"You're down by twenty points. You're also sweating. What's up?" He asked. I was not going to tell him that I didn't feel well. He would think I'm a baby, and I certainly didn't want that.

"Nothing. I'm just tired." I lied.

Obviously, Jordan didn't buy it.

"Kris, you're as white as a sheet." He said, frowning. He reached over to place his hand on my forehead, but I slapped his hand away.

"I said I'm fine." I snapped. Jordan raised his eyebrows at my tone, and I placed a hand on my forehead. I get angry when I'm sick.

"I'm sorry, Jordan. I didn't mean to snap at you." I sighed, looking down.

"It's okay." Jordan said quietly, his eyes glued to my face. He started the game again, but I wasn't paying attention. I felt queasy, for some strange reason. I couldn't focus, and I was just so tired.

After about five minutes, Jordan shut off his Xbox.

"You're going to bed, Kris." Jordan said sternly. "You're as white as my apartment."

I looked down.

"But I'm not-"

"Don't give me that. Kris, listen to me. You really do not look good. Go to bed, seriously." He said. I heaved myself up, took a step, and almost fell down. I was really dizzy. Jordan caught me when I stumbled, and he pushed me back down onto the couch.

"Just sleep here. I'll get you a blanket and a pillow." He said, and ran to get me one. Secretly, I was ecstatic. I was going to spend the night in Jordan's apartment! A few seconds later, Jordan came back with a blanket and pillow. Sudden exhaustion washed over me like a wave, and I barely had enough energy to take the pillow and blanket with a murmured "Thanks," and get myself situated. I was soon gone, but in my dream(I didn't know that it was real life.) I felt Jordan kiss my cheek.


OMG JORDAN KISSED HER! I was very happy when I wrote this chapter, so that's why it is so fluffy! Please review because it makes me happy, and I hope you have a good day! And I hope that you like the story as much as I do writing it!