Cora's pov
The next day I woke up feeling so much worse. It was so bad that I couldn't go to school no matter how bad I wanted to go in there and confront Michael.
He couldn't just tell me he hated me then kiss me!
The worst part was I didn't know if I liked it or not.
Okay well obviously I liked it, but I couldn't bear having feelings for him knowing there's absolutely no way he could have feelings for me.
I groaned wanting so badly to get up and eat something, but I just couldn't find the strength to get up.
I looked at my alarm clock.
7:15am.
The red light kept blinking the time and as I watched the minutes pass by I slowly closed my eyes hoping I didn't die in my sleep.
My wish was answered and I didn't die, as I woke up again this time at 11:53am.
I felt a little stronger but not much better. I managed to pull myself out of bed and wallow downstairs.
I flopped onto the couch and screamed into a pillow.
I screamed because one, my parents weren't home so they wouldn't think I was dying, and two, because I was tired of being this sick, and three, because I was frustrated about my feelings towards Michael.
Not that I had any feelings for Michael.
I heard my phone buzz on the coffee table next to the couch and realized I had left it down here last night.
That's how sick I was. I didn't bring my phone up to bed with me and I just fell right asleep.
I sighed and grabbed my phone, reading the text from Luke.
"Hey babe, it's lunch hour and I was wondering how you were feeling? :-)"
"Hi Lukey, and terrible:( I think I might actually die. But are you having a good day at school?"
I sent the text and waited from a reply from Luke, which didn't take very long.
"I'm so sorry, I'll be over after school today if that's okay? And it's been alright:-) I have to go now, I'll see you later hopefully."
I almost smiled but I couldn't bring myself to do it. In fact I could barely bring my self to type the next text but I did it anyway.
I sent, "Yeah that sounds good, if you don't mind the risk of getting sick that is. But yeah my parents won't be home till late anyways so I could use the company."
I dropped my phone on the couch with me and rolled over closing my eyes again and letting sleep take over my body once again since it was the only function I could seem to do.
Again I was awoken but this I was woken by a knock at my door. Then I remembered Luke was coming over.
Gladly, feeling much stronger and quite frankly much better after that second nap, I walked to the front door and opened it.
I was expecting to see Luke standing there but instead Michael stood on my doorstep looking down at his phone.
He put his phone away and looked up at me.
