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The next morning, my alarm clock went off and I started crying. Yep, you guessed it; I was on my period. I had also somehow gotten sick over night, so my throat was killing me.

The combination of a sore throat, cramps, and the dreadful idea of getting ready for school had me curled up in a ball on my bed.

In other words, I was currently acting pathetic. And then, just when I thought my terrible morning couldn't get any worse, I heard a throat being cleared from my doorway.

Mortified, I slowly lifted my head up to meet Tyler's confused gaze.

This must look bad.

He had a puzzled look on his face, and he was already dressed for school. Wow, I must've been lying here for a while.

"Are you...okay?" he asked hesitantly.

I groaned, which came out as a raspy snarl because my throat was raw and I was losing my voice.

"No, I'm not! I'm sick, and I have....I have...cramps," I rasped, choking out the last word.

His concerned expression slowly transformed into a look of disgust, first, then a taunting smirk. "Sounds like a personal problem," he said nonchalantly, rattling his fingers on the edge of my doorway.

I glared and flipped him off, but then flinched in pain, clutching my abdomen as a sharp pain hit.

"Look, obviously I'm not going to school, so can you just get me some damn Advil?"

He smiled evilly. "And if I don't?"

I sighed. "Look, I'm not in the mood for this. I'll just get them my fucking self."

He laughed. "Okay, okay, i'll get them for you. Jeez."

I flopped back down on my bed and pulled the blanket around me, relaxing my body into the warm, plush fabric.

I had just started drifting back into a blissful sleep, when a hand wrapped around my ankle and started yanking me.

I jerked up and screamed, my hands flailing out uselessly in an attempt to defend myself.

Tyler was standing there, holding a bottle of pills in one hand and clutching his stomach in laughter with the other one.

I placed my hand over my pounding heart. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

He didn't respond, still laughing. His laughing eventually died when I sat there, glaring at him.

"It was a joke! Calm down, Lauren."

"Just give me the Advil," I said, out stretching my hand with a tired sigh.

He dropped two pills into my palm and I placed them on my tongue, chasing them down with a big gulp of water from the cup on my nightstand.

I lied back down, facing away from him without saying anything.

"Oh, come on! You're seriously mad at me now?" he asked with humor still evident in his tone.

I yanked the blanket over my head, ignoring him. There was silence for a minute, and I was starting to think that he left.

"Fine, then what can I do for you to forgive me?" He asked.

I silently grinned. My plan was working.

"Well...you have to...take care of me today!"

He made a noise that was halfway between laughing and disbelief. "Seriously?"

I laughed, and I sounded like a smoker because of my throat.

"You sound like death, you know?"

I faced him and rolled my eyes. "Yes, and I'm sure I look like it, too."

He sniggered, his devilishly handsome face contorting into a sneer.

Another round of cramps trampled their way through my abdomen, making me cringe. I spoke through clenched teeth due to my pain. "Okay, now let me sleep...and don't you dare try to leave this house!"

...

Sometime later I woke up yawning, still feeling like complete and utter shit.

I rolled out of bed and trudged to the bathroom, cringing when I saw my reflection in the mirror.

My hair was tangled and sticking up in the back, my cheeks were stained with black lines from crying earlier, and I had a bit of drool on the corner of my mouth.

Attractive, I know.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and drug a brush through my hair, the end result making me look somewhat human again.

My throat was dry, burning for water, and my stomach growled in hunger.

Though I desperately wanted to go fall back into my warm and inviting bed, my stomach wanted otherwise, so I reluctantly went downstairs.

The sun was streaming in through the kitchen windows brightly, so I knew I had slept in late.
Just as I suspected, the clock read half past two when I glanced at the oven.

I heard a noise behind me, so I spun around. Tyler walked into the kitchen and frowned at me.

"Hey, go lay down on the couch. I'll make you something to eat." 

What?

I raised an eyebrow. "Why are you being nice?"

Immediately, his open and friendly expression vanished. "I'm not, I just don't want you to infect everything with your nasty germs."

I glared and stomped past him, towards the living room.

I sank into the couch cushion and looked at the TV. Some movie I was unfamiliar with was playing, so I changed it to MTV, where "Ridiculousness" was on.

After a few minutes, Tyler came in with a steaming bowl of Top Ramen, which I happened to love.

I gave a small smile of appreciation at him, as he slid the bowl into my hands. The delicious steam wafted up, causing my mouth to water. I dug in, but then focused back onto the TV.

I really love this show, and Rob Dyrdek was perfection, but I couldn't stand Chanel. Every time she laughed I glared at the TV, because I couldn't stand the sound of it. I mean, seriously, the girl sounds like a retarded dolphin.

"You like this show?" Tyler asked with a dumbfounded look on his face.

I looked over to where he was sitting beside me and gave him a funny look. "Yeah...why?"

He shook his head. "Nothing, just most girls don't like this kind of stuff."

I ruffled his hair, "Now Tyler, I hate to use this line, but I thought you learned by now that I'm not like most girls."

He glared playfully and swatted my hand away. "Hey, don't touch my hair, you'll infect it with your period and sickness germs!"

I laughed, pulling my hand back to myself. "That's not a thing, dumbass."

He rolled his eyes, giving me a small grin that he tried to hide. "I know, dumbass, but still...never touch the hair."

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Later that night, I woke up to find I was still on the couch, and my cramps were back in full swing.

This, combined with my sore throat, was worse than exercising, and for me, that's saying A LOT.

It was dark outside, so it was obviously nighttime. Tyler must have gone back up to his room, but there was a soft brown blanket wrapped around me that hadn't been there before.

I smiled in the darkness of the living room. Maybe he cared about me more than he let on.
Still feeling tired, I lied back down and fell into a deep sleep.

...

The next morning I woke up and looked around. I sat up, groaning. I was still in the living room.

Getting off the couch, I stood up and stretched. Though I felt tremendously better compared to yesterday, I still didn't feel like going to school, so I figured one more day couldn't hurt. Plus, my parents were still gone so they wouldn't find out. I guess there was one perk to having your family ditch you to go to Hawaii.

Speaking of my parents...shit! I hadn't called them at all in the week since they left!

I quickly grabbed my phone and called my mom. I tapped my foot impatiently while it rang repeatedly. It was on its seventh ring, and I knew it was only one away from reaching my mom's overly perky voicemail.

"Hullo?" My mothers voice answered groggily.

"Hey, mom." 

"Lauren?"

I rolled my eyes.
No, it was her other, non-existent daughter.

"Yeah, mom, it's me." 

"Honey, what is it? It's six AM here, I'm trying to sleep."

"Oh, sorry...just calling to check in."

"Alright, honey. I'll call you back later today, and we can talk then."

I frowned, feeling slightly disappointed. "Okay...talk to you later."

"I love you, Lauren. Be good!" She hung up.

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair.

The thing about periods is that they make you feel really gross. So, after a quick bowl of cereal, I ran upstairs and got in the shower.

After washing and conditioning my hair, I started to shave my legs. After I was finished, I started to just play with the shaving cream.

I sat on the floor of the shower, and started smearing it all over my body. I covered both of my legs and arms, and made a big Santa beard that covered my entire face except for my eyes and mouth.

I started chuckling loudly and shouting "Ho, ho, ho!", when I heard the door open.

I froze. "Whatcha doing in there?" Said Tyler's smooth and melodious voice.

"Uh, showering?" I said in a duh tone.

"Can I join you?" I saw a hand wrap around the edge of the shower curtain.

"No."

"Are you sure?" His voice was joking so I wasn't that worried, but you could never be too sure.

"No, you may not, Tyler, and just so you know,  this is considered sexual haras- ARGHH!"

I screamed and quickly covered myself as Tyler yanked the curtain open. I brought my knees to my chest to cover "down there", and covered my boobs with one arm.

I screamed again but was relieved to see Tyler wasn't actually standing there. He was behind the half of the curtain that was still closed. Slowly, he peeked his head around with a grin that showed he knew he got me.

He first took in my deep scowl, then letting his eyes sweep down to study my folded form and surroundings. His expression had turned to shock the second he saw me. I froze, remembering that my face was covered in a shaving cream beard.

"Uh, haha...you see, this isn't what it looks like..." Luckily the shaving cream was covering my blazing cheeks.

"You can explain why you're sitting on the floor with shaving cream all over your face?"

I grimaced. "Could you just get out of here so I can get up, please?"

He still looked a little shocked when he shut the shower curtain and left.

I let out a breath in relief. Then I gasped, when I realized that I was sitting, surrounded by a mini-pool of watery red period blood. And Tyler had probably seen it.

Mother-fucking shit, could I go at least a day without embarrassing myself in front of him?!

Nope, probably not.

I rinsed myself off one last time before getting out. At least Tyler already left for school so I didn't have to face him again till later.

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