"How are you feeling now?" Claire asked me handing a glass of juice and took a seat near me. I badly wanted a tea but as you know I am allergic of coffee.
There is a chance to misplace coffee instead of tea. Then I will definitely die, the pain will be unbearable. So I never dare to take a risk.
If I had in my home, I would have made tea for myself and have relaxed a bit in my comfy bed because I won't trust anyone except me. But my bad luck, I am on my way to college.
"Not bad, Claire but My head is still pounding. I don't know when it is going to stop." I whined like a child rubbing the spot where I felt the throbbing pain.
"If you don't mind, I will make a tea for you." she asked feeling guilty.
"No way Claire!!" Immediately I went alarmed. "I still remembered what you have done in
