Today, the 4OU tickets for Houston, Texas go on sale, and I'm planning to fake a sickness, so I can buy VIP.
I look at the clock, it reads 5:15 a.m. I pretend to stumble to my parents bedroom, as I cough and grip my stomach.
"Mom...I think I'm going to be sick." I said, as I collapse to the ground.
"Sky?! Are you okay?" My mom asked, as she rushed over to my side.
My dad turned on the lamp light, and looked at me.
"You okay, Sky?" He asked, as he rubbed his eyes.
"I feel nauseous." I mutter, as I grip my stomach tighter.
My mom touches my forehead, and neck to check my temperature.
"You don't feel warm." She said.
I fake gag, and I can tell from my moms reaction that I won't be going to school today.
"Okay, let's get you back into bed." My mom said, as she helped me off the floor.
I practically let her drag me back to bed, and when she got me on my bed she tucked me in.
"I'll be back with some nausea medicine in a second, honey." My mom said, as she closed my room door.
I immediately grabbed my phone, and texted Julia.
Me: Sick plan is working great!! You can pay me back after school today. :)
I could hear my moms footsteps approaching, so I hid my phone under the blanket. My mom opened the door with a glass of water and two pills.
"Here's your medicine. Take it, and go back to sleep, okay?" My mom said, as she handed me the pills, and the glass of water.
I nodded my head, and shakily put a pill in my mouth. My mom gave me a sympathetic look, and left my room. I immediately spit out the pill in a tissue, and put the other pill in with it. I put it in the drawer of my nightstand, as my phone buzzed.
It's a text from Julia.
Julia: Great! K I'll stop by after school, and give u the money.
Me: K! :))
I put my phone on my nightstand, and tried to go to sleep, but I couldn't. There were too many thoughts running through my head.
I can't believe that my parents fell for it!! I'm usually a terrible actor!! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I slowly opened my eyes, but I immediately closed them, as I was blinded by the sun. I looked at the clock, and it read 9:17 a.m. I still had about three hours until the tickets were on sale. I grabbed my phone, and noticed a unread message. It was from Ethan. We've been texting, calling, and FaceTiming the two day's I've been suspended. By now, I'd say we're good friends. The text read:
Ethan: Hey, sunshine, today tickets go on sale, and I'm flying home early.
Lately, Ethan has been calling me 'Sunshine' and I love it.
Me: Yup, I'm buying VIP for me and Julia. Don't leave me here!! Take me with u!! :))
He texted back minutes later.
Ethan: I wish I could, but I'll see u again at 4OU.
Me: Yeah, I gtg. I'm pretending to be sick, so I can buy VIP tickets before they run out.
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