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Chapter 8- Bloody Dummy

Guess what? I caught a cold. And guess again? So did Matt. I told him so, but no! He had to push me into the water for the second time, even after I told him he was being stupid.

Idiot.

Now we are both sitting outside, sneezing and coughing, while the others are swimming and having fun.

"I can feel your glare on me." Matt says.

"You should." I reply.

"I can sense an 'I told you so' speech."

"Not yet. When we get a fever, then you will bloody hear it."

"It's not my fault!" He says and I blankly stare at him. "Okay, it is, but I didn't mean it!" I fake cough. "Fine! But I didn't know this would happen!" He adds and I fake cough louder.

"I told you we were going to catch a cold, and you still got us both soaked in salt water! And just as I had started to dry you pushed me in, again !"

"Whatever."

"Of course you won't keep talking now that I proved you were wrong."

"Okay! I was wrong! Happy now?"

"To the old, married couple by the tents, please keep it down!" Eliza shouts from the sea.

"Shut up!" I shout at her and she shrugs it off with a wave.

We sat in silence after that. Well, it's not my fault he is acting like the dummy he is.

"I'm sorry." He says after a while.

"You seem to be saying that a lot lately." I reply. "I'm sorry too. I have been very rude lately."

"It's okay." He replies.

"Just kiss already!" Eliza shouts again.

"Shut up!" Matt shouts at her.

"How does she hear us? Does she have radar-like ears or something?" I ask Matt.

"I have no idea." He says and we laugh.

"I know you're talking about me!" She shouts again laughing.

"Elizabeth Rosaline Road, I will drown you!" I shout.

She didn't shout out of nowhere after that.

"Any ideas as to when we are going back home?" I ask Matt after a while.

"Probably tomorrow. We are running out of water, we all need a shower desperately, we are all bored of sandwiches and now you and I are sick, so I don't think we can stay any longer." He replies.

"Okay, good to know."

The others came out a while later and we ate a sandwich each. Well, I tried to, but I had a sore throat and couldn't swallow the bites.

A while later, I was sizzling hot. Thank God for Sylvia, who took my temperature, or I wouldn't have known when to start ranting at Matt.

"I bloody told you so !" I started.

"Dude, run!" Chase told Matt when he heard me shouting at the latter.

"Shut up Chase! I am talking to Mr. Idiot here." I glared at Matt.

"Does that mean you are Mrs. Idiot?" Eliza said.

"Don't worry, Road, your turn is coming!" I told her.

After a long hour of ranting at Matt and Eliza, I went in the tent and fell asleep. I guess having a temperature can have that effect on you.