I went upstairs, I didn't have the mood to listen to the rest of the conversation.
Lying on the bed, I had a headache, and my eyes hurt. I felt uncomfortable everywhere and decided to call Demi.
The phone rang for a while before it was connected. "Miss Brown, look at the time. What time is it?"
Listening to her voice, it seemed that my call woke her up. I looked at the time and realized that it was only two o'clock in the morning.
I felt sorry for her. Holding the phone, I mumbled, "Demi, I think I'm sick!"
She paused for a moment, then her voice became louder as she said, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Maybe you should go to the hospital. Is Dylan with you?"
I kept quiet, because I didn't know what to tell her, because I didn't think that I was physically sick.
After a long
