The Bucket List (Kellic)

4. Yes

My mom and I set up my Cyber Schooling stuff last night so this is going to be my last week of going to the actual school. It may not even be a full week. This may be my last day here. It might be Friday. I won't know until I took the legibility test. 

I was kind of upset over the fact that the cancer is getting that bad but it's not my fault. I couldn't do much about it.

Now, the doctors are trying to find lungs that will work for me but I guess I have this really rare type and my body will most likely reject any other type. 

It's a terrible thing to say, but at this point, I'm content with dying. I'm not scared anymore even though I should. Nobody really knows about his and I'm probably not going to tell anyone until I am actually on my deathbed. 

Anyways, my mom decided I'm going to finish school by sitting in her office all day. I didn't necessarily like that idea but I wasn't going to argue with her about it. If she thinks that it's best for me, I'll do it just to make her happy.

I was snapped from my thoughts when my mom was waving her hand in front of my face. I flinch and look over at her.

"Were you even listening to me?" She asks.

"You were talking?" I ask her in disbelief. 

"Yes." She sighs, "As I was saying, we're trying to get that laptop here as soon as possible. You'll be taking that test to see if you're legible for the system." She explains to me. I nod and look back out the window as we approach the school.

I told all of my friends to meet in my mom's office before the bell rings just so I can hang out with them all. I was still scared they were all going to give up on me. 

An old friend I had said that when her mom had cancer, all of her friends left her saying she changed way too much. It hurt knowing that might happen to me but I didn't let it bother me.

Like usual, no one was in the school when my mom and I walked to her office. There was only the students whose parents were teachers or something like that. I didn't like all them very much. They all make fun of me for being sick. 

Believe or not, there are people who are actually like that. It disgusts me on so many levels. Not only is it offensive to me, it's offensive to anyone who has, is, or knows someone who is sick. It's not like we can do anything about it.

Then there are the people who fantasies about being sick for the attention. If I could, I'd give my disease to them with no charge. 

Walking into my mom's office, I wonder what my life would be like if I didn't get this hell. I wouldn't wish cancer on my worst enemy. 

As I was sitting here thinking, the door opens and in walks Vic and Dakota. I look up at them and give them a half smile. They both smiled back and I saw Dakota push Vic forward a little. I give them a questioning look then Vic clears his throat.

"Hey, uh, Kellin. I was wondering, if you're free Friday night, if you'd wanna, ya know, go on a date with me? If you don't want or can't that's okay. But, like, yeah." He says, a pink tint making it's way onto his face. 

I star at him in disbelief. I honestly felt like I was going to cry. I think I'm going to cry. 

"Come here." I say, motioning him to come to me. He cautiously walks over to me and sits down beside me. I reach over and pull him into a hug, resting my face in his neck. He slowly brings his arms up and wraps then around me. 

"Are you alright?" He asks me. 

"I am more than alright. Yes, I'll go on a date with you." I tell him, pulling out of the hug, Surprisingly, I was able to keep the tears from falling. I mentally high-five myself and look away from Vic.

"Oh thank god. I thought you were going to say no and I was just humiliating myself." He says, sighing in relief. I giggle and look back up at him. I don't know when it started, but I knew I had some type of feelings for Vic. They weren't super noticeable at first but now I can feel it just when I think about him. 

I know I've thought he was cute and all but I never really thought about dating him. Obviously I'm not opposed to the idea but it's just weird. 

"Yo Vic. If you hurt him, I'll tear you apart with my bare hands." Dakota says, staring Vic down. 

"I don't plan on it." Vic says, softly patting my knee. Just then, the door swung open and in walks Bliss, Clair, Carli, and Justin. 

"Did you do it?" Carli asks Vic when she notices him sitting by me. 

"Yep." He answers.

"And I'm assuming you said yes?" Bliss asks. I nodded but a thought came to my mind. 

"Uh, Bliss, can you come with me?" I ask her. She gives me a look but I just walk out of the office and into the hallway. 

"What's up?" She asks once we stop.

"Please tell me you didn't have anything to do with this." I plead. 

"You want the full story?" She asks and I nod. "Well, he asked us if we knew anything about you liking him. Really, none of us knew so we kind of lied to him. Whops." She laughs then continues, "So really, this was all him with a little help of a lie that wasn't really a lie."

"I am so excited for Friday but it's only Monday. It seems so far away." I whine, stomping my foot like a child. 

"I'm so happy that you're happy." She smiles and I smile back. It was one of the first genuine smiles I've had in a few days which feels kind of great. 

"I know. Now let's get back to them." I say, walking back to the small office. 

When we got back, it looked like Dakota was interrogating Vic who looks like he's about to burst out in laughter.

"The bell rings in like five minutes. We should probably get going soon." Clair says from the corner of the room. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was almost eight. 

"Awe, okay. Come visit me at lunch." I tell them. 

"We will." Dakota states, grabbing his bag from the floor. Justin, Clair, Bliss, Carli, and Dakota left so it was just Vic and I.

"Shouldn't you be leaving too?" I ask him. "Not that I don't want you, I just don't want you to be late for class." I add.

"It's okay. It's right down the hall, remember?" He says. I kind of forgot that we had the same schedule. "Besides, I wanted to wait until they were gone to do this." He states, walking over to me and lightly kissing my cheek.

"Text me if you need anything at all." He says, grabbing his bag. 

"Okay." I say, laying back down on the small couch. 

"Alright. See you at lunch." He says then walk out of the room. I was then left alone with all my thoughts until my mom comes back from whatever she's doing. 

I seriously can't believe I'm actually going on a date. Someone actually wants me.