As Everything Changes

Chapter 6

*Selena's POV*

I decide to skip sixth hour and instead just sit underneath the tree and think. Im not really in the mood to sit in a classroom, listening to Mr. Rochester drone on about random nonsense.

I think about how with only a week of having cancer my life is already off it's road. At least I have dance still. Dance.

With that thought I come with an idea to waste time and the biggest help to me when any things going bad for me.

I stand from beneath the tree and dust off my shorts, walking towards the huge auditorium. Quickly I enter my destination, the dance building.

I go into the locker room and change into a pair of shorts and my Pink sports bra.

I grab my IPhone and plug it into the speakers. I stretch out my tightened muscles before closing my eyes and thinking, how do I feel?

I'm sad, Im upset, Im scared, Im angry, Im astounded, Im confused, Im hurt, Im feeling alone and in pain.

I then open my eyes before I find the perfect song, Lego House by Ed Sheeran.

I play the song and stand, getting ready for improv.

"I'm gonna pick up the pieces and build a Lego house. If things to wrong we can knock it down," I fall to the ground and let my feelings out with a series of spins and leaps.

By the end of the song Im breathing heavily while tears sit at the brims of my eyes.

The music stops and suddenly there is clapping behind me. I snap my head around to see Sierra standing there, smiling in awe at me.

"That was amazing! I heard you were good but wow!" she exclaims.

I stare at her in shock before gaining my composure and rolling my eyes like my normal self.

"Why are you here? And why were you watching me?" I ask with slight attitude in my voice.

"I noticed you weren't in class and Mr. Rochester dismissed us as soon as we finished our tests, which you missed by the way," she says.

"Whatever. Why are you here?" I ask snarkily.

"I was looking for you to make sure you were okay and I figured with how much I've heard about your dancing I should check here, so here I am!" she states cheerfully.

Does this girl have a mean bone in her body?

"I don't understand! Why do you suddenly want to befriend me? Is it because you feel sorry for me because I do not need your pity. I'm still the same me I was before cancer! There is no way you've just randomly caught interest in me. Something's up and I know it so you can either explain now or get out of here!" I snap.

She just stares at me in reply, her mouth hanging open. She blinks and looks at me again before looking down and fiddling with the hem of her shirt.

"Okay. There is more to it than me just wanting to be nice," she admits quietly.

I look up at her. Now I'm the one on shock. I wasn't expecting her to actually straight up admit that to me.

"What is it then?" I ask, much calmer now.

"When I was twelve my older brother died from cancer. He went through a lot during that time and I helped him through it all. He was only a year and a half older than me. He died a month after his fourteenth birthday. He was so funny and sweet to everyone but one he got cancer everyone turned on him and started bullying him. If the cancer didn't kill him Im pretty sure he would've done it himself. The things they would call him were horrible. They called him baldy, old man, the ugly chipmunk, and a lot more things. He died so sad because he lost everyone. Everyone except me of course. My mom eventually gave up and ignored him. Now I feel obliged to making sure nothing like that ever happens to you. Because I know what my brother went through and nobody deserves to feel that pain. Nobody deserves what he went through," she says, tears pouring down her cheeks.