19- Ill

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T I N I

next morning

I woke up with a huge headache. Ouch. I felt ill. I wanted to talk with Jorge but it feels like he doesn't like me. And I'm ill. So I better stay in bed. My mom came in to me.

"Martina, how are you?"

"I'm not feeling good"

"Oh darling. I hope you feel better soon. Anyways I'm going to live with my rich friends you know. I'll be on the other side of the boat. So I think we won't be able to see each other for a long time. (A/N the boat is very big)
So take care about yourself. I heard about Peter. I'm sorry sweetie. Bye"

"Bye mom." I said and smiled. She went.

I jumped out of bed. I danced around the room because I was so happy that my mom won't live here. I sang a song. I laughed. But soon everything went black...

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I woke up. My head hurts. What happened? Oh, I faint. I looked at the clock. 6 PM. WHAT? Already 6 PM. They day went too fast.

I went out of my room. I walked in the hall. I bumped into someone and I fell on the ground.

"Ouch" I said

"Oh I'm sorry" a guy said and he took his hand and helped me up. It was Jorge.

"It's okay."'

"What are you doing here?" I said

"I decided to take a walk.. Eh yeah" he said. "And you?"

"I-IiIiIi eh I don't know. I was just about to take a walk but I need to go bye" I said

"Bye"

I went back to my room. When will I talk to him? It's so awkward between us. I need to fix this. Everything's my fault.

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