Ch 2. 3 updates in one day, I know! I'm too awesome!
Nick stood in the bathroom with the thermometer in his mouth. He took it out once it beeped.
"101.4. No, this thing is broken. No way I'm sick," Nick said to himself. He coughed into his sleeve and looked into the mirror. His face was pale, his cheeks, nose, and ears were pink, and his curls were sticking to his forehead like glue. He shook his head, making him dizzy.
Nick tested his blood sugar. It was 219. He gave himself a shot of insulin and put his pump on his back. He put on a sweater, polo shirt, and blazer. He slipped on his hat, coat, scarf, and gloves. He looked in the mirror and his face was completely hidden. He walked down the stairs and picked up a cup of tea.
"Bye mom. Bye dad. Love you," Nick said as he walked outside. He immediately shivered and sneezed. He got into his car and drove to school. As much as he wanted the warmth to rid himself of the chills, he had to take off his coat, hat, scarf, and gloves. He sniffled as he put it in his locker.
"Nicky!" Macy said. Before Nick could stop her, her lips were on his.
"Macy! No!" Nick said once she pulled away. He coughed and sat on the floor, his legs feeling like cinder blocks.
"You're sick aren't you?" Macy asked.
"No, not exactly," Nick sighed. "I can't lie to you. I am. I have a fever and everything."
"Aww sweetie," Macy said. She kissed him.
"Are you trying to get sick?" Nick asked.
"Chances are I already am. You've been contagious for a couple days now and we do kiss a lot. It's best if we both go home so you can rest and I can stop getting people sick," Macy said. She helped him up and into his car where they drove to the firehouse.
Nick laid next to Frankie in bed as Macy handed them some soup.
"Thanks Mace. You make the best chicken soup," Nick said.
"I know. It's my Abuela's recipe. The secret ingredient can relieve a sore throat," Macy said.
"I need to find that ingredient," Nick said.
"Its a family secret, so you'd have to marry me first," Macy said.
"That can be arranged," Nick said.
"I'm gonna puke," Frankie said.
"Upset stomach?" Macy asked.
"No, this conversation! Why are you guys romantic 24/7?" Frankie asked.
"You'll learn once you're in love," Nick said. He yawned.
"I guess you guys need your rest," Macy said. She gave Nick a kiss on the lips and Frankie a kiss on his forehead. "Sweet dreams."
As she walked out of the room, she sneezed.
"It's nothing," Macy said to herself.
I know chapters are short, but bare with me! I'm writing someone else's plot!