This sucks.

Stuck in what must be a hundred pounds of blankets, Cameron lays in bed, sick once again. His parents, who couldn't give less of a crap, let him stay home, as they usually do.

He is 100% convinced he has a fever, which, being realistic, is probably untrue. But listen, his cheeks are hot, and he feels cold when it really isn’t. He's got terrible sinuses and a runny nose, and he's sneezing all over the place. He's practically on his deathbed!

“I feel like complete shit. I'm dying,” he says, coughing and hacking in between his words as he tries to control the rasp in it.