Just Another Cancer Patient

1 •Zayn•

A/N: IMPORTANT. IF YOU ARE READING THIS ZAYN ZIMMERMAN SAYS SOME VVVEEERRRYYYY OFFENSIVE TO STUFF DURING THE BEGINNING OF THIS BOOK. HE GETS BETTER SO PPLLEEAAAASSE DONT HATE BECAUSE THESE ARE NOT MY OPINIONS BUT THE CHARACTERS. THANK YOU.

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"Mister Zimmerman, you have managed to burn a fourth of my school down, make three of my staff resign, and worst of all, you have pissed me off to hell and back." The pudgy bald man in front of me screams in my face managing to slobber half his DNA on my face.

Nasty little shit.

"I think I'm aware of what I did, Fleming. No need to go down memory lane." I smirk at the guy.

Honestly, I almost felt bad for the guy. I had made the last four years of his life filled with contemplations of suicide. And no, I wasn't a senior, I failed ninth grade so now I was in eleventh.

He exhales slowly. I bet he's thinking of every way to slice my head off with his breakfast burrito sitting on the desk in front of him.

"These are the worst things you've done so far. Your sister and I have already decided what your punishment will be." he glares at me.

Let me guess. Suspension and/or community service.

"Volunteering at Sporx Hospital in the cancer ward. For your entire senior year and last two weeks of this year. You will not only help around that entire ward, but assist one particular girl. " He finishes.

Great. Three days until I have to spend an entire year with bald headed freaks.

"Ok."

At that moment Charles Fleming looked surprised for the first time in the last four years.

"I'll get you a packet by the end of the day on any extra information you will need to know about the volunteering. Dismissed." He says turning back toward his laptop.

I pull myself up and walked out of his office slamming the door on the way out.

My best friend Marcus walks up behind me and slams his fist into my shoulder blade. "Damn bro!" I clutch my back.

"Did you get suspended again?" He stresses.

"No. I got a fucking volunteering job at that hospital down the road with cancer kids." I frown walking up to my locker.

"Sucks for you bro. But it probably has a lot of hidden places for quickies. Closets, empty rooms, parking gara-"

"And who would give me a quickie? Some diseased freak?" I ask grabbing my backpack.

"Naw man. Some hot ass chick in a nurses outfit." he smirks walking with me towards the entrance.

Maybe...

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"You little fucking piece of fucking shit fucker!" My older sister screams in my face as soon as I walk in the door.

And now comes the-

Slap.

Wow. She was a bit quicker than usual this time.

"What did I do this time?" I groan.

"Not only did you take my toast this morning, you burnt down half the same school!" She waves her arms around reminding me of a spongebob episode I watched the other day and I crack a grin.

She catches that a looks at me in horror.

"What are you? Some pyscho, grinning arsonist that goes around making people kill themselves?" She screams at me.

I give her a dry look and walk towards my room.

Then something slams against the back of my head and I snap around to see her glaring at me and a packet on the ground.

"Mr. Fleming dropped that off earlier. Have fun with your volunteering. Maybe one of those patients will slap some sense in that head of yours." She sneers and stomps off.

Normally were both pretty close and chill with each other but when I get into shit, she freaks out.

I sigh bending down to retrieve the packet and walk into my room throwing my jacket off. After I look through the the papers I learn that the things I'll be doing are things like helping wheel chair kids across the hospital or reading books to the small kids.

Wow. I'll be a pansy by the time I get out of the place.

I have to be there from 4 to 7 everyday after school and the girl I'll be taking care of seems to be named Lacey Stone. Probably some ten year old brat I think not even bothering to look at anymore information. Other than the part that says during the summer I work there every day from 9 to 3.

I take off my shirt, pants, socks and lay on my bed. I doze off thinking about how much of a pain in the ass this volunteering shit will be.

Screw my life.