"Who is it?" I ask while slowly getting the phone from her.
                          
As I placed the phone on my ear, she responses, "Ross."
                          
"Ahh!" I screamed and threw the phone on the floor.
                          
Vanessa rolls her eyes and picks up the phone. She covers the reciever. "Talk to him. C'mon Laura."
                          
"I don't want to."
                          
"Just do. He's just gonna say hi and ask how you're doing. Besides, you're gonna see him in after two days."
                          
I wanted to hesitate, but I just refused to so I just grabbed the phone from her. Placing the phone on my ear, I could definitely tell that he was on a moving vehicle with five other monkeys.
                          
"What?" I snapped at the phone.
                          
"Hey!" Ross greets ecstatically on the other line. "How are you doing?"
                          
"Still sick," I cough. "You?"
                          
"Aw, awesome!" He exclaims.
                          
I don't know, but suddenly I wanted to vomit bur I definitely can't because I obviously can not clean my mess up and Vanessa would never dare to do it. So I was ther, silent for seconds, trying to hold in the vomit. I manage to swallow everything that was in my mouth and, wow, that stung my throat.
                          
"Hey," Ross' voice projects through the phone. "Still there?"
                          
I nodded, but then realized he can't see me. "Ah, stupid." I muttered.
                          
"Who?"
                          
I chuckle. "Ehe, no one. Nevermind," I say.
                          
"Okay?" He remarks. "Anyways, I miss you."
                          
"Aww, the sweet, sweet couple missing each other." Rydel coos from the background.
                          
"Rydel!" I exclaim while Ross did too from the other line.
                          
"Don't mind her," Ross says in a low whisper. "She's just jealous because Kelly's watching tonight's show." He chuckles.
                          
"Ross!" I heard Rydel yell. I cluld actually imagine her pulling his big mop of hair right now.
                          
"Don't worry!" Ross laughs. "He's eliminating right now."
                          
Wow, seriously? He needed to emphasize that word? I swear that maded me even more sick.
                          
"Are you guys talking about me?" An echoish sound from the background boomed through the speaker. I guess that was Ellington.
                          
"Ell?" I ask.
                          
"Mhm," Ross agreed. "I totally forgot that our bunks are near the lavatory."
                          
Suddenly, I heard a loud thump then slaps, then grunting, then "No! Stop it!"s. And lots of giggles. I can still hear the sound, but it was barely clear. I guess Rydel flipped the phone out of Ross' hand.
                          
I started smiling like a weirdo, thinking about the craziness of these kids. Vanessa stood in front of me, smirking. I wanted to tackle her so badly but I couldn't because of my condition.
                          
"Laura?" I heard Rydel's voice.
                          
"Hey."
                          
"Can hardly breathe, huh?" She asks with concern very much evident in her tone.
                          
"Yup, this flu's really gotten worse since it started," I reply, coughing afterwards. Why do I always cough when I answer a question about my condition?
                          
"When it's really hard to breathe, just call Ross and he'd be there in a flash, ready to give you a mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!"
                          
"Ew." I grimaced. "Rydel!"
                          
"Hehe, just kidding. Bye!" She bades.
                          
"No!" Ross whined, dragging the 'o' until Rydel finally ended the call.
                          
I returned the phone to Vanessa who will return it to the kitchen. "Laura Marie Lynch." She sing-songs.
                          
"Nu-uh!" I defended. 
                          
I lay back in the couch and snuggle my blanket. I suddently felt chills and my feet were freezing.
                          
My phone beeped, indicating that I recieved a text message. I wonder why Ross didn't call me here.
                          
"Sorry about prom, okay? I'm gonna make it up to you." 
                          
Ross, he keeps on saying sorry. He actually tweeted me a sorry too yesterday. But I already forgave him, though. I just don't know why I still feel mad. It' really fickle.
                          
"It's OK. That's still 2 months from now don't worry I have enough time to find a "date". HAHA"
                          

I sigh, why is this difficult for me? I want to see him but I don't . I accept his apology but I don't. Why can't I decided straightly?
                          
I recieved another message.
                          
"It's up to you. But I'm really gonna make it up for you, just wait ok?"
                          
Wait? Why the heck do I need to "wait"? For him to come back? When'll that be? The day after prom? Sure. Great.
                          
See, I'm mad at him again. 
                          
What's going on?
                          
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A/N:
                          
ayayayayay yay! omg LAST CHAPTER IS NEXT.
                          
WHATLL HAPPEN? YAYAYAYAYA
                          
not gonna do much of the note thing bc im reserving that for the acknowledgments
                          
dedicated to @whodoesntloveraura bc why not?
                          
ig: @R5FtRowBrina follow up pleeease !!
                          
and also, can youa nswer that last Laura thought? "What is going on?" dyk??

                          
okii byee!
                          
~Raina
                          
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