*KENNYS POV*
When I wake up in the morning, I feel butterflies, goosebumps, eyes bulging thinking about what's about to happen. I lay back and try to stop my heavy breathing. I watch tv for a little and check my phone. I got a text from Beth.
Beth: hey. I hope your okay. Miss you.
I reply that I'm doing good and everything will be okay.
She replies a "❤️" and it causes me to smile.
It's 12:00pm and the doctor comes in. Oh no. She comes in with a bunch of tools and I bite my lip.
"Are you ready?" She asks and I nod, she can see me shaking.
"I'm just a little nervous" I reply and she laughs.
"It's okay, you will be fine" she says with a sweet smile.
She sets the tools with a metal plate on my bed as a sit up. She grabs a tube and connects it to a syringe and my breathing quickens. Her cold hands touch my arms and I get goosebumps. She connects it to my arm and pushes all her other tools aside.
"Nerve racking isn't it?" She questions with her French accent
"Very" I say and she smiles.
"You will be okay, I promise Kenny" she says and it calms me down a little.
"Okay. This might feel weird but just stay with me" she says and I nod. She pushes the syringe, putting the chemical stuff into my body.
"Now, this will take 25-30 minutes doing this so stay with me" she informs and I nod.
The feeling is weird and I don't like it. Eventually I will get used to it. She keeps slowly pushing the stuff into me.
After about 20 minutes, she informed me that it will take a few more minutes. I nod and she breaths in, clearly bored.
When we were finished, she cheered and so did I.
"Your all done Kenny! Great job! We will have to do this treatment often though" she says and my stomach hurts.
"Let me lay you down" she says and she does exactly that.
"I'll bring you some breakfast" she says and hurries out.
I sit on the bed and stare off into space. I can't believe I have cancer. And to think it's killing me right now.
*BETHANYS POV*
After I shower again, I sit on my couch and post an Instagram pic. I text Kenny and asked where he was.
"I'm at my grandmas" he says. What? He never goes to his grandmas.
I walk in my room and put my phone on its charger. I got a text. It was from Brittany.
Brittany: nobody likes you.
She's so immature and I don't even reply. I really need to hang out with friends. Maybe I could hang out with a new person. I text a girl named Alicyn. She's in my science class and that's all I know. I find her phone number on Instagram and text her.
Me: Hey. Do you want to maybe hang out today and get to know each other? I know it's weird but maybe we could?
Alicyn: Well me and my friend Mary were going to go to the mall today if you want to come? She talks about you all the time.
Me: Okay when are you guys going?
Alicyn: About 30 minutes.
Me: Do you mind picking me up?
Alicyn: not at all. I just need you to be ready when we get there.
Me: okay. Thank you.
I hopped off my bed and straighten my hair. I put mascara and top eyeliner. I go into my bedroom and but on a pair or light wash Hollister jeans. I put on a blue flare shirt and my grey vans and wait by the door after taking my phone back off the charger.
When they arrive I hop in and think about nothing but Kenny. I need to see him. Tomorrow.
