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.

At night, we decided we were going to go back home in the morning, so we packed most of our stuff.

Vacation turned out to be very tiring.

I didn't have any nightmares at night, but I woke up in the middle of the night anyway, because I needed to barf. Sorry about that image.

In the morning, the twins woke us all up by shaking the tents. We thought there was a bloody earthquake going on!

The way back was even harder, because Matt and I kept sneezing and coughing, while the luggage didn't make things any easier. It took us a lot longer to return than it had taken us to get to that beach.

The moment we reached the beach in front of the House, we all collapsed. It would be funny, but we were exhausted. We stayed like that for five minutes, then I went home and the others to the Party House.

Is vacation from vacation a thing? If so, we really need that.

I opened the door and walked in my house.

"I'm back!" I shout when I step in.

"I thought you said a week!" He shouts and comes to greet me.

"Yeah, I know, but we all needed to shower and I caught a cold or something."

"How did you do that?"

"I didn't, it's a long story..."

"So, how was it?" What's with all the kindness?

"It was great, but I really need a shower."

"Okay, go and get some rest after that."

"Oh, and just so you know, I'm not the only one who is sick. We might have an unexpected guest or something." I say and go to my bathroom before he asks any more questions.

After showering I went to my room and changed into clean pajamas. I put the filthy clothes in the washing machine and lied down at my bed.

My uncle knocked the door.

"Come in." I say.

"Do you want a sandwich?"

"Hell no!" I say panicking. My uncle leaves the room mumbling that I have gone crazy and I go to sleep.

The next day I woke up early. Probably because the bloody twins were knocking at my bloody window!

"What the hell?" I say opening the window.

"Rise and shine!" Chase says.

"I have a bloody door, you know."

"Someone is on their period..." Jace says.

"I am not on my period!"

"Do you really pay attention to him ?" Chase replies pointing at his brother.

"Just tell me what you want so I can go back to sleep."

"Yeah, not gonna happen. There's a party tonight, and we have to clean up a bit. Yeah, I know, there was no party when we left, but the House is a little dusty." He says and I groan.

"Fine, I will be there in half an hour." I say and close the window.

First of all, I need to persuade my uncle to let me go next door.

"Uncky Dan?" I say in my sweetest voice possible.

"You want to go to the neighbors, don't you?" He asks.

"Pretty please!" I reply.

"No. You are sick and last night you had a fever." Dammit, I had forgotten about that.

"Come on! Matt is sick too and he is next door!" I whine.

"Whoever Matt is, he lives next door!"

"But we have to clean up! Please!" I plead again.

"I said no."

"Would you really let an ill person climb out of the window?" I ask giving him an irritating look.

"I will lock it."

"I will break the lock." I say and smile like a toddler who just caught someone cursing.

"Fine. There is no way you are staying in here anyway."

"Thanks! I am going to get dressed! I love you!" I say quickly and run to my room to change. I put on my party clothes, because I don't think my uncle would let me get out of the house for the second time.

I tamed my hair, washed my face and brushed my teeth quickly, then went to the living room.

When I reached the door and walked out, I spoke to my uncle.

"I will be home late! Don't wait for me!" Then ran, before he could stop me or whine. Something told me he knew that already and he would make a fuss about it later, but for now there is cleaning to do, and it is a big damn house.

Damn you Derek Dollace's grandpa, for building a huge house.

And damn you Matt Dollace, for getting me sick.

I took my Party House keys out of my pocket and went inside.

After about an hour of cleaning we all crashed at the couches.

"I think we should take this day off..." I say and sneeze.

"Bless you!" Eliza chuckles.

"And no. We took five days off." Matt replies.

"Come on!" I whine.

"You can take the day off, but not the rest of us. And before you say it is unfair, Sylvia I am looking at you, Aileen and I are sick." He smirks.

"So you are taking the day off too, eh?" Sylvia asks rising her eyebrows.

"Maybe." He smirks again.

"And maybe I want to go out with my girlfriend." Chase says and Eliza turns red.

"And maybe I want to go out and get some pizza." Jace says and Sylvia coughs loudly. "With my girlfriend." He adds.

Matt looks at all of us seriously and I chuckle, then the others burst out laughing while he stares at us.

"Fine, now stop it." He says. "You can all have the day off."

"Thanks!" We all said in unison and laughed again, but Matt didn't. He just got up and went upstairs.

Yes, of course I followed him.

"Dummy? What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Could you please not call me that? 'Dummy' is not my name, okay?" He snapped and I flinched.

"Oh, I see how it is. You want things to go your way, and when they don't you get mad. Well, I am not sitting here to hear you shout at everyone about everything." I reply aggressively and leave the House wiping a tear.

I don't know why I got teary eyed. Must have been the anger.

I went straight at my room, locked the door, shut the window and closed the curtains, then fell on the bed with my face.

What the hell is wrong with him? Ever since we returned he has been more distant and cold to us than ever. Why would he be putting up his facade on us? We are his best friends.

"Aileen are you okay?" My uncle shouted from behind the door.

"No! Of course I'm not! I am sick!" I say quickly.

"No party tonight?" He asks again.

"Nope." I shout so he can hear me.

"Do you want anything to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." I say and hear him leave.

A while later I heard someone knock at my window.

I raised the curtain just a little bit to see who it is and saw Eliza there.

"What the hell is taking you so long? Let me in!" She mouths and I open the window.

"You know I have a door, right?" I ask for the second time today.

"Old habits. I am here on behalf of Sylvia and the twins, because they are currently tryin bto break Matt's door." She says and gets in my room.

"No offense, but why are you here? Wasn't Chase supposed to take you out or something?"

"Yeah, we are going later. And as I told you, Matt has locked himself in his room and won't open the door. No signs of life coming out from in there." She replies.

"I don't care." I lie.

"What did he do?" She asks.

"The fact that you said 'he' instead of 'you' is very weird, I have no idea why."

"Don't change the subject."

"I am not changing the subject."

"What did he do?"

"You do know that he will get hungry and open the door if you leave him alone, right?"

"Parker."

"Maybe have a barbecue party without him. He will jump right out of the window."

"Okay. I am leaving, but Sylvia is coming, because I failed."

"Holy pizza, no!"

"Then tell me!" She says.

"I personally believe that he is on his period." I reply.

"Sylvia!" She fake shouts.

"Fine, shut up! You can be really annoying when you want to." I say and explain.

"Yeah... You're right. He is on his period." Eliza days and leaves. Yes, from my window.

Having not done any homework at all, I decided to do just that, seeing as we had school the next day, and I went to sleep early.

Speaking of sleep, who the bloody hell knocks on someone else's window at 3 in the bloody morning?

Matthew bloody Dollace, that's bloody who.

"What the hell are you bloody doing?!" I whisper-shout opening my window.

"I am paying a visit." He says casually.

"Don't you guys ever sleep?!"

"Look, I'm sorry about earlier. You were right." I saw him squinting at his hand.

"I am going to kill Eliza." I tell him. "Also, I am bloody sleeping!"

"Okay, dammit! I'm sorry!" He shouts, but chokes because he bloody caught himself a cold.

"Shut up, you idiot, it is three in the bloody morning!"

"Fine." He grumbles.

"Okay, okay, apology accepted, now go back home because I want to sleep." I tell him, but my door slams open and I see my uncle standing there pointing at both of us with a shotgun. Where the hell did he get that?

"Aileen what the hell is going on?" He asks.

"Bloody great! Do you see what you've done?" I ask Matt.

"Sorry, again..." He says and I glare at him.

"Get out of my house!" He shouts at Matt, but Matt stays frozen.

"Uncle he just came here to apologize, we had a fight earlier--"

"Excuses, excuses. You're grounded."

"What?! You can't ground me! I have things to go, I can't stay here all day!"

"You will get used to it, because you are grounded for a week!"

"No! Forget it! I am not bloody staying in here for a week. No way in hell!"

"You! I told you, get out!" He tells Matt again, but it hasn't moved at all during the argument. He hasn't even blinked.

"Bloody stop it! You cant' just jump to conclusions! You didn't even give me a bloody chance to explain, dammit! You don't trust me, you don't care about my opinion and all you want from me is for me to be in here all day! And it's not just now, it's always been this way!" I tell him. I am not at the window now, I am standing on front of him. My uncle is out of control, he even barged in my room with a bloody shotgun. And then, he did the thing I least expected him to.

He bloody slapped me.