"Ah, this is so nice, right Kadee?" Mom says. I nod.
"Why did you move us to another country? I don't know anybody here." I wasn't a big fan of moving, especially half way across the planet. I liked staying in one place. I grabbed a box of my stuff and tug my oxygen tank up the driveway. I had seen the house in pictures, but I've never seen it in person and it was huge.
I drop the box and take my hand to turn the knob to open the door. I looked around and it seemed decent. I traveled to the kitchen to explore some more. I shrugged to myself and jumped at the sound of mom calling my name. I turned on my heel.
"Yes, mom?"
"Can you please get the rest of your boxes and bring them up to your room?"
"Yes mom."
I walk outside to see a shirtless boy walking his dog. Damn, he was fine. I find myself staring and shake my head. I adjust my tubes and walk to the truck to get another box. I turn around to find that he is gone. I frown and walk into my house.
"Which ones my room?" I ask my mother, who whose adjusting a picture she put up.
"The first one on the left." I nod and she goes back to the picture. The picture was a family portrait that my brother, sister, mother, father, and myself had taken. That was before our family was torn apart.
Flashback
"Mrs. Richard, we're afraid we have some bad news." Mom looked at me and I looked at her.
"Your daughter has lung cancer. She has a tumor in her left lung, but the good news is that it isn't big, so you have nothing to worry about." Mom looked at me in horror.
I have lung cancer.
This isn't good.
"Doctor, since the tumor isn't big, can you remove it?" The doctor shook his head.
"The tumor is small enough where it isn't life-threatening, but is big enough to where we can't remove it." Mom brought her hands up to her face. She sobbed quietly.
"Shhh, mom. I'll be fine."
"How can you be fine when you have a tumor in your lung and you can't breath!? I'm so sorry, Kadee." Mom brought me into a tight hug.
"So, what do I need to help me breath?" I asked.
"We are going to give you an oxygen tank and some tubes that'll connect to you nose. I have it right here actually." He brought it to me and gestured me to pull up my shirt. I did as instructed and pulled up my shirt. He put them under my shirt and I let go it.
He wrapped the tubes around my ears and brought them to my nose. He brought me a mirror and I looked at myself. Soon my long hair will be gone, my athletic figure will disappear. My life will be completely different.
Back to reality
I frown at the memory. I really didn't like going back to that moment. I open the door and see that the mover men had already put my bed in. I plopped onto it and put my oxegeon tank next to me. I stare at the ceiling. There are tack marks in it. I feel like another teenage girl had lived here before me.
I get up and trug my tank downstairs. I hear Mom talking to people in the kitchen. I couldn't help put overhear. I tried quietly to get down the stairs, but my tank was clanking againist the wooden stairs. Carpet, mother. Carpet. Mom turned and saw me struggling to get down the stairs.
"Let me help you Kadee." She walked over and took my tank in her hands.
"Thank you."
I get my tank back and I stand with my mother in our kitchen with people I didn't know. But the boy looked familiar. It was the boy I saw earlier. But he had his shirt on. Bummer.
"Luke don't be afraid of her." His parents, I'm assuming, pushed him towards me. They had accents. They probably thought I had an accent. He scanned me like I was a robot or something. He already thought I was a freak and we haven't spoken yet.
"My name is Luke." He had that dark look to him that was extremely attractive.
"My name is Kadee." He looked at the ground and completely ignored me.
"He's shy." I looked at them.
"I can tell," I then looked at Luke ", you know you won't hurt me."
"I'm afraid I will."
"Just because I have this doesn't mean you will hurt me." I extended my arm and waited for him to shake it. He almost did then pulled back. I frowned.
"Just shake it. My arm's getting tired." I sighed. He then shook it lightly.
"Can't you do better?" He rolled his eyes. I extended my arm again. He firmly shook it and I sighed in relief.
"I'm pretty sure you guys will get along well."
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