Contagious Nausea and Cough Medicine

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So today is Wednesday. I'm meeting Matthew on Friday. I got dressed into my Wednesday outfit and walked down stairs to hear the worst noise ever. Vomit. I ran to see who the sickie was. It was Morgan. Also Macey. But Macey wasn't throwing up, she was coughing. Bad. "What is going on!?" I shouted to my mother over the noise as she tried to tie Morgan's crazy curly hair back. "They're sick! Can you pour cough medicine onto that spoon for Macey?" I nodded and poured it out trying to feed it to Macey. "Macey! You have to drink it to stop coughing! Do you want a spoonful of sugar?" She nodded. I grabbed another spoon from the drawer and poured the sugar onto it.
Macey opened her mouth and I poured both in.
Morgan stopped throwing up by now and I was told to give them a bath.
I walked them upstairs and told them to get their special princess towels and I started to bath up.
I felt a little hand lightly tap my shoulder. I turned around to see Morgan holding out the bubble bath mix. I laughed and poured it in. Morgan and Macey got undressed and they hopped in. After a while without coughing, Morgan started to look a little green. People throwing up was my worst fear. I don't know why but it always has been.
I asked Morgan if her tummy hurt and she nodded. I yelled for my mother and she came running in. She grabbed Morgan and brought her over to the toilet. After I walked out of the room she started throwing up. It would've been a good idea to grab Macey because she's sensitive to that. So she started throwing up. I got a little nausea after that too. I walked down the stairs and outside.
That was it. I leaned over the railing of the steps outside my house and threw up. It was gross. I sat down on my porch steps and threw my head in my hands.
"That was lovely, Mackenzie, really! It was truly attractive." I looked up and saw Andrew sit down beside me.
"It's disgusting. My little sisters are sick and whenever I see them throw up I get sick too." He nodded.
It was quiet for a while.
"So why are you sitting out here exactly?" He asked. Is he stupid?
"I don't want to throw up again!" I said like it was obvious.
"But shouldn't you be helping your mom?" I nodded and stood up. I held out my hand. "What? You think I'm going in there? Haha! You've got it all WRONG sister!" What a jerk.
"You are the one who suggested I go in there!" I pointed out. He angrily agreed and stood up with attitude.
"Fine then! Go! But when you look out your window and see me throwing up all day, don't blame me!" I said as I walked into the house. Just as I closed the door he knocked.
I opened it. "Yes?" I asked like there was nothing wrong.
"Can I take you somewhere?" He asked as I popped 2 pieces of gum in my mouth.
"Sure!" I said grabbing my purse, "Mom! I'm going out! Be home later!" I heard a faint okay from upstairs as I shut the front door behind me.
We went to a park and talked.
It started getting late so I walked home.
I went home to find my parents sleeping on the couches and my sisters sleeping in their rooms.
I quietly snuck upstairs and took a shower. I made my way into bed and passed out.
-----------skip Thursday--------
My alarm clocked blared very loudly.
I got up slowly. It was 6 in the morning. Why did I get up this early? OH YEAH! I have a little meet and greet at 12:00 today!
I jumped out of bed and took a thorough shower. I got out at 7. Wow..
I then put on the cutest outfit ever. Screw the schedule! Now you have to remember. This is still winter. I had to dress warm. (Outfit on side) BUT it wasn't that cold out. It was 68°F. Pretty warm.
I then did my hair and my make up and I looked perfect. Matthew was going to remember Mackenzie Cliffords.
I checked my phone and it told me I had 2 twitter notifications. 1.) Matthew Espinosa tweeted something and 2.)My friend replied to one of my tweets.
I checked my friend's reply first. Nothing hysterical.
Then I checked Matthew's...
Matthew Espinosa:
So excited to be home for this meet and greet! I'll be introducing you guys to my new gf Blake Samuels!
I just died. Literally. Blake. As in Blake Samuels. The prettiest girl ever. A model for almost everything.
I looked down at myself. I looked okay. Compared to Blake Samuels I looked like a trash can. I don't care. I'm meeting my idol. And if he likes me or not. I'm still meeting him.
By the time I was done with my getting ready, it was 11:15. The venue was only 15 minutes away but I knew if I left 15 minutes before the meet and greet started, there would be a giant line. So I need to leave now.
I said goodbye to my family and headed out the door with my skateboard.
I got there and it was almost deserted except for a few cars and 2 black vans.
I checked the flyer. Oh my gosh! I read it wrong! It starts at 2:00pm!
What am I going to do for 2 1/2 hours.
I walked inside and luckily there was a food court. I was kind of like a little not crowded mall. So I got food and sat down at one of the tables. I got a salad.
Salad isn't messy or too clean. It doesn't leave a bad or good smell on you. I also got a water and a pack of gum. I went to the bathroom and came back out.
I decided to ride around outside with my board. I was just about to push open the door but I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around a saw someone I least expected to see.

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