#Chapter6
-Offer.
Now that I know what the band on my hand mean, I don't feel comfortable letting everyone see it.
Now they know what kind of a wuss I am, like really. This feel like being sold with benefits, I decided to hide in the library. Maybe take another nap, being sick making me hungry, shouldn't I be like losing my appetite and what's not.
I hadn't ate anything since the day before yesterday dinner since last night I was just too sick to eat or get out of bed.
Walking in the library I chose a nice corner to sit in, it was mostly quiet since everyone else is busy eating but me. I sat on the floor mostly hiding from the whole world, placing my back against the cold wall and closing my eyes.
/"He's just precious/" I heard a voice whisper.
/"Should we wake him up/" another asks.
/"God why did he even come today he's still sick/" the voice was angry, I knew this one.