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he put his hand on my forehead

"a lot better than this morning" he mumbled

"i think youll be better tomorrow" he smiled. i nod. i lay down and shiver. he covered me in a blanket. i closed my eyes.

"what happened to ashley?" i heard jen ask

"shes sick. probably from the poison i put in her dinner last night" megan said proudly.

"what?! actual poison?" jen exclaimed

"shut up! no like food poisoning kind" megan said in a you-shoulve-known-that tone.

"i bet she hasnt got one crush on anyone" emily scoffed. wait shes 17? her use of grammar says otherwise.

"whats a crush" i ask calum

"its when you like someone" he pats my head

"like? like like-like, like love?" i ask

"yeah" he chuckles

"whats that like" i furrow my eyebrows

"it hurts when you see that person with someone else. like jealousy but worse. your chest tightens up. and when they talk to you, your heart beats real fast, like you just sprinted a mile" he explains

"have you ever gotten that feeling?" he asked

"no..." i sigh

"howd you know all that?" i ask

"secret" he smiles

"you liked someone?" i ask

he ignored my question and put the cold towel on my forehead.

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