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*3 months later*

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"Hey ma hoe!" Victoria said as she closed the locker door infront of me.

"Hey slut! Where were you? What took you so long? I thought you wouldn't come today, don't scare me like that ever again."

"Monia chill your stupid little head, i have some big news!"

"What news!? Are you pregnant again?" I said while laughing and she just roled her eyes.

"I don't have time for your shit, do you want to hear the news or not?"

"Okay, okay, i'm listening. So what are the news?"

"Well, you know Ethan right, Ethan Dolan?"

I shoked my head as a 'no'.
"No, never heard of him. Like c'mon Vic he is like one of the most popular guys in the school, ofcourse i know who he is. So, what about him?"

"Well, his twin brother is finally coming home from hospital this week, you know, he was transported from LA to some European hospital beacause he needed some transplant surgery, i don't really know the details..."

"Okay okay, and why is this big news for us? I mean, i'm glad that he is out of hospital but what does that has to do with us?"

"Oh Monia, you are so cute and dumb. Ofcourse this is important to us, you didn't let me finish yet. So as i've said, Ethan's brother is coming back home, and for that special moment Ethan is trowing a big party for him! And guess what? I got us invited!"

"What, VIC?! We're invited?! How the hell did you managed to do that?

"I have my ways Monia, i have my ways."

"Yea yea, but for real now, tell me how did you do it?"

"I guess you'll never know." She said as she moved a piece of her hair of her shoulder.

"You know, sometimes i question why am i still friends with you."

"Because i'm the best, and you love me, obvi. Now let's go, we're going to be late for class." She said as she drove me to our classroom.

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If you are confused right now, don't be, i'll explain everything. It's been 3 moths since i moved to Los Angeles, and i can tell you that i can't be happier. My family and i are still new to this city and this lifestyle, but we all like it here better then in New York.

I started school again, and people here are pretty nice to me, even tho i think most of them are just feeling sorry for me beacause i'm living in a whealchair, but that's okay, at least they are not rude and they're not making fun of me.

I also found a lot of friends here, including Victoria, she is my best friend and i don't know what would i do without her. She is kinda, let's call it 'famous' around here, and she hangs out with the popular kids but she is not full of herself. And she's the reason why i am invited to the biggest party of the year, so i got to love her right?

Then, i've been to a bunch of hospitals here, i've seen so much doctors that were trying to help me, but it seems that there is no help for me anymore, i think that it's already to late now, it's been one and a half year since i didn't walk, and i don't think that is going to change any time soon, but that's okay, i'm used to it now. I guess i wasn't ment to walk, or run, or even feel my legs. Well that's great, i don't want to think about this anymore cause i'm already getting emo, and i don't want to cry in the middle of the classroom.

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The day went by fast, and my last period was over, so i decided to go shopping with Vic after school, we have to slay that party this weekend. We both got simmilar dresses, she bought a red one, and i got the black one. After we bought the dresses we went shopping for some make up and then just went to our homes, that were, not really that far away from eachother. When i got home i heard my mom and dad talking about something, and it seemed really serious by the tone of their voices, so i decided to listen what they were saying.

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Here's the 4th chapter guys, hope you like it! And i hope that my grammar isn't that bad, if you see i made some mistakes in writting you can just tell me, i won't take that as a critic, bc i just know i wrote some words wrong lmao. And yeah, pardon for this long autor's note, just ignore it hahha.

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