Literature
In the Scope Pt. 9
“NOT TODAY ALARM CLOCK *cough* *cough*” Kevin shouted, erupting into a coughing fit. Shouting probably wasn’t the best thing to do during a fever. But hey, no one heard him. Kevin had just woken up, and was waiting for the alarm clock to be seconds before ringing, just to shut it off. Why? Because he can. He was feeling better, the heat in his body dying down enough for him to feel his cheeks burn from embarrassment when he found out that someone had to change him into his pajamas. However, his head still felt like how it was outside. Hot, with the sun beating down on the desert plains, baking the rocks in heat. There was a