As Everything Changes

Chapter 13

*Selena's POV*

"Wear something casual but... cute," John shrugs.

"Okay I'll text my mom, so you're going to a separate room until you pick me up?" I ask with my arms crossed.

"Well it would ruin the exciting time of me picking you up before we leave," he winks.

I roll my eyes and pull out my phone. I have to text my mom to bring me my outfit for the day. First I check what the weather is supposed to be like.

I'm not surprised at all when I see that it's supposed to be around 85 to 94 degrees outside today. It is California after all!

"See you at eleven thirty then?" He asks.

"See you," I nod even though it's already ten o'clock a. It usually takes me an hour or two to get ready.

I then think about how I won't have to do my hair so I won't have to take as long as usual. I sigh and run my fingers over my smooth head. Sometimes I forget that all my hair is gone.

"I'm going to leave then," he says.

I nod and wave in response, he smiles and I stand. Earlier that morning the doctor removed all needles from my body.

I text my mom, 'Hey mom I need a cute outfit for today, get here as quickly as possible. I have to be ready by 11:30!' I send the message.

She replies almost immediately, 'Okay sweetheart, Ill be there in no longer than half an hour, love you!'

I decide to use the time that she will take to shower. It takes me about ten or fifteen minutes without having to was any hair. I haven't been able to stand in a shower since I've been here so I just let the water rush over me.

When I get out I wrap a towel around my body and enter the room. My mom is sitting on the bed, scaring me half to death.

"Sorry! I brought your clothes and fresh undergarments," she says.

"Thanks! Ill change in the bathroom while you wait out here," I smile at her.

She nods and hands me a bag of clothes. I go into the bathroom and change. When I see what she brought me to wear, I was very pleased.

I have a pink ruffled crop top, denim single button high waisted shorts with rips in them, pink sandals, and a white/tan beanie. I have my blonde wig with me so I can wear that too. (Outfit without wig on my Twitter! @HannahMaurer_xo)

I fix my wig and place the beanie over it. If it weren't for my chipmunk face and body, I would almost look like normal.

I poke my cheeks. I love who I've become inside but outside, I hate myself. I hate how I look now. I don't know if it's wrong for hating myself but I do.

I brush my teeth for a few minutes, making sure they are white and shiny. I've been able to keep my teeth clean but I have t used an actual tooth brush. I had to use a weird machine like everything else.

I check the time on my phone and see that it's only just going on eleven so I still have time to talk to my mom.

I leave the bathroom and she is still sitting on the bed. She looks up as soon as I open the door.

"I think we need to get you into that wheel chair. It's not safe for you to be standing and moving around for such a long period of time still," she says.

I don't bother arguing even though I don't want to use the stupid chair all day. I know that it's my only choice so I sit on the bed as she pulls my chair out and sets it up.