The next day, Lilly was feeling better (or she told me so), but she skipped school. When I got to her house, she was dressed up. "Where are you going??" I asked. "Ice skating lessons." She replied. "Your sick though!" I protested. She gave me a glare. "I need to go! My competition is in 3 weeks, and I need to work on my solo!!" She said. I tried to argue, but it was useless.... She was going. We got into the car and drove the 15minutes to the rink.
When we got there, we where a little late. We went in, and I took a seat in the stands. She laced up her ice skates, and warmed up. I noticed she was looking pale, but she had promised to tell me if she felt bad again. 30 minutes into her practice, she threw up. Luckily, she was near a trash can. I ran over to her, bringing her a water. She started to tear up. "Hey, it's ok. Sit down.your ok." I comforted her. I took off her skates, and helped her out to the car. We still had an hour until her appointment, so I took her home, and I fixed her some hot soup. She changed, and we headed to the doctors.
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Is This Goodbye?
Teen FictionCal and Lilly are inseparable by love, and they plan on being together forever, until life takes a unexpected turn. They fight to stay together, not willing to say goodbye
