"El!. Are you home? Are you here?." Catherine continued yelling from downstairs and I yelled back a 'yes, I'm coming.'
I rushed down the stairs and met are at the living room.
"What's wrong Catherine." I asked.
Her eyes scrutinized my body from head to toe with a weird expression on her face.
"Why aren't you dressed yet. You're late." she screeched.
"I will not be attending."
"What! why?." she asked with wide blue eyes.
"I'm not feeling very well." which wasn't totally false. I was having this weird ache in my stomach.
"Are you sick? You look sick. A bit pale too." she placed her palm on my forehead. "You don't have a fever. Your temperature feels normal."
"I'm fine. Just a little stomachache." I said pushing her hand away gently from my forehead.
"Are you sure?." she had this
