X, Luca

Chapter X

Dear Journal,
Sick days suck but are better with you.

"Even when you're sick, you still manage to be a typical Italian hottie," Skye laughed from my doorway.
"Fashion is key. Is it not?" I strain to say. "That's not the point right now. The point is to get you better," I rolled my eyes, Skye always became protective when I was sick or hurting. I guess that was a good thing.

"You know you're not supposed to wear normal clothes and do homework when you're sick. You have to sweat it out in sweatpants and rest, babe," She whispers, going through my closet to find the Nike sweatpants I wore all the time.
"But I don't wanna. I just want you to cuddle me. Please?" I moaned, with a pout.
"Fine, but when I feel like you need to put the sweatpants on, you are. Understood?" Skye asked sternly, making me nod quickly and almost comically.

Skye placed the books on one of the nightstands and pulled the duvet back. "Well come here, you weirdo," She said, looking at me on top of the duvet.

I quickly moved and pulled Skye into me. "This sucks." "You being sick, yes it is. You know why?" She questioned from my chest. "Why?" "You're my lab partner for this huge ass lab in anatomy, to the point where it's worth 50% of our grade. And what sucks, even more, is I'm not going to let you know about it until you, mister, are fully better," She answers, drawing patterns into the sweater I had on.

"I'm sorry baby. Is Rayland gonna give you, well us, an extension?"
"I haven't asked but I'm sure he will. We are his best students, so I'm sure he won't mind."
"I just don't want you to fail because of me," I responded, slightly dragging my hand against her arm.

"I just want you to get better, baby," She whispers, closing her eyes slightly.
"Go to sleep Luca, you need rest," She mumbled, moving around to get comfortable.

The thing was I didn't want to- I'd spend most of my life sleeping. In my opinion, I slept too much. If it was raining, I was sleeping. If something happened at school, the minute I came home I was sleeping. If Skye and I were fighting, I would sleep. If I was in one of my depressive moods, sure as hell I was sleeping.

So I stared at my ceiling. There wasn't much of anything to do. I stared and wondered what will happen to us after graduation this year. I wondered if UCB would take me, I wondered if we would go to close schools, or even better the same one. My last wondering thought was if she was as willing as I was to stay together to stay in love. That was the last one before sleep took ahold of me.

"Luca. Baby wake up. Luca," She said, gently shaking me. "Huh, what? What's wrong?" I ask getting up and wiping the sleep from my eyes. "It's 10 pm, I need to go and get ready for school tomorrow. I didn't want to leave and you wake up alone and confused," She smiled, grasping one of the straps on her book bag.

"Do you really have to leave? Can't you stay?" I ask, holding my hands out like a child who wants to be picked up. "Yes, I really have to leave. I have a lot of work to get done, take a shower, and I promised my mom I would help Sarai with her pageant stuff," She said, all while brushing my hair away from my face.

"Ugh, I suppose pageant princess," I smiled, using the name I used to tease her with.
"Just be happy that your 'pageant princess' has made it all the way to Miss California and won," She remarked, heading to the door.

"Bye baby. Love you," I said, still under the duvet.
"Love you too Luca. Put those sweatpants on," She said as she walked down the hallway.

I guess for a sick day it wasn't half bad.

x Luca