"This isn't you Cade." My voice is small.
I don't know if I'll ever understand why he suddenly changed, but I'm grateful he did. Whatever happened to him is a benefit to what is happening to us right now.
Cade tucks the strands of my hair that fall...
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"Have you thought about the extracurricular activity you're gonna take this new semester?" Ophelia ask, driving into the direction the GPS is leading us to.
"Nope." I answer straightaway cause I've really not thought about it.
"How about Track or Swimming? You've always been an amazing swimmer. I never understood why you stopped doing it." She points out, but I release a breathy sigh in response.
If there is one thing I'm good at in life, it's swimming and I mean professionally.
I took a step back from swimming when I started senior year and that was way before I found out I had an organ problem.
With my fucked up lungs now, I don't know if it would be a good or bad idea to start swimming again. If I really wanna start again, I will have to run the idea by my parents and doctor.
I haven't thought about it for a long time or made an attempt to actually swim like I used to again. One day I woke up and suddenly, I didn't feel like continuing the athletic sport.
I know my hatred of stress has a part to play in it. But all jokes aside, I do genuinely love and enjoy swimming and it's something I'm good at.
My coach at school was concerned when I told her I won't be engaging in that activity last semester, but she respected my wishes to not bother me till I will be ready again. And so did my parents.
The topic has been non-existent that I almost forgot I have a life as a swimmer. Or had a life as one.
"I'm gonna take my volleyball and cheerleading practice really serious this semester. Might as well make that my main focus throughout senior year." She states and I nod in understanding.
"Sounds good." I tell her.
The GPS tells us we are five minutes from our destination. Just then, I feel a sharp shoot of icy, shock wave course through my body. I wrap my arms around my exposed arms and that's when realization hits me.
"Oh shit Lia, I didn't bring a jacket." She looks at me, studying my body within seconds before turning back to the road.
"Don't worry, you don't need it. You're perfect like this." I shake my head at her.
"It's for cold smart ass." My arms hug my body tighter.
"Oh sorry."
Realizing I can just put on Cade's own when we get there, I discard the conversation.
"Never mind. I can manage." I say and she gestures her hand ahead of us.
