Chapter 8

The next day I still lay in bed, I hate being sick. I looked at my phone and started to open Instagram. I looked at Joey’s page, and all of his photos are just views and something black and white. He has many followers and I bet 60% are girls.

Why did I like someone who’s popular? I have so many competitors. I started to stalk his friends, he has a couple of photos in his friend’s instagram.

“Olivia!” My sister called.

“Hmm?”

“Here eat soup and then I’ll give you medicine.” She gave me a bowl of chicken soup. Did I tell you that my sister is a great cook? I don’t have an appetite to eat. I ate only 4 spoons and then I put the bowl beside my bed and sleep again.

Cold, please go away fast, you’re making me weak!

“Get up!” Someone poked me.

I opened my eyes and saw Joey there, sitting in front o