1 Day Ago
Luna looked at the plans for their prom. She was a part of the planning committee, and had been filled in on certain points, but didn't really get to help.
A sigh escaped passed her lips as she stared at the little booklet. Maybe it was better that she didn't get to help. She most likely wouldn't even get to go to prom.
She frowned, looking over at her laptop.
If anybody looked on her history, they'd find prom dresses from the first day she got the thing. Prom was one thing that she thought that she would have.
That, and a family. She always wanted one, but with so little time left in her life, there was no way.
She wanted to scream and cry, until she was told that all of this was an April Fools joke, since the day was coming up, but she knew it wasn't. She wished it was a dream.
She wished that her whole life was a dream, except for Ember. Ember, she would never wish away.
"Thirty minutes," her mom mumbled to herself, walking out of the kitchen and into the living room with a bag of chips in her hands. She sat by Luna, looking at her after a minute of silence with the television background noise.
"Why are you still in your pajamas?" She asked, a joking manner to her tone. Luna never stayed in her pajamas, even if she was just staying around the house.
She always planned for an adventure.
She glanced at her mother before back at the television. Last night she had realized something, and now, she didn't care about anything else on her list.
"I don't get to go to prom," Luna told her mom, who frowned and dropped the chips.
"What? Of course you do!"
Luna shook her head, shrugging her shoulders. "I didn't buy a ticket."
"Well, surely they'll-" "I've already asked, they told me that they were sorry that they couldn't."
"Lu, honey..." her mom trailed off, leaving Luna to frown. She, once again, shrugged her shoulders.
"What's the big deal about it anyway?" She asked, speaking again before her mom could answer. "I didn't get to go last year, probably won't even like it."
"You can't just try to convince yourself of that," her mother said, a frown on her lips.
"I can try," she said back, getting up and walking to her bedroom.
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The Last Dance
Teen Fiction'I've had cancer all my life, and they don't know how much longer I'll last.' -- They met on social media and became close friends. But they both held secrets. Luna Myers was a cancer patient, and had been since birth. She had constantly been taking...
