Jade

Chapter 1

It was unbearebly hot. like really really hot. The sun was scorching the black pavement, turning it even blacker. The boys were skating on the ramps, and the other girls were lounging on the sidewalk, getting a tan, as they called it. i was leaning agaisnt the side of a half pipe, a red sucker in my mouth. right now Liam was skating circles around the park and each time he passed me he made a different funny face. The last one had been a contortion of an attempt at licking his own nose and crossing his eyes. I heard the wheels of his board and shook my head as he skated up to me snorting his nose like a pig and bugging his eyes out. I laughed, shaking my head.

"You are an idiot."

"mhmm, but see i am the best idiot there is."

"Yea, but that doesnt mean you have to prove it to everyone, especially not in public."

He only rolled his eyes, and picked up his board. He checked his blue plastic watch, and huffed out his flushed cheeks.

"It's past four, shouldnt you get back? I dont want you getting, ya know, tired or anything."

"And i dont want you worrying over me Liam, I am fine, I may not be fine tomorrow, but today, I am perfectly fine. Now, what else can we do? As long as the sun is in that sky, I am not going back to that hospital." I pointed at the sun to help make my point, then crossed my arms across my chest.

He didnt like it, but after a groan, and a look in my direction, he mumbled, "well come on then, stubborn ass", and started walking. I hurried to keep up with him, jogging a little to match his long legged stride. We walked in silence, as we often did. I'd never asked Liam what he thought about when he was quiet, i felt like it was to private to wonder. So, he thought his thoughts, and i thought my own.

I had always liked the days like these. the days where everyone i saw was smiling. I'd admit that on the days where everyone else was smiling and i was the only one who wasn't, well, those weren't as great. Today, though, i could smile as well. Not because they'd finally found a cure, or because my hair had stopped falling away. No, nothing like that, unfortunately. Don't get me wrong, i'd love it if that would happen.

if i could live as long as Liam could, maybe would, -though with his taste for the wild life, and his self-destructive nature i wouldnt be very surprised if he left this place before i did-nevertheless, the fact was, and still is, there is no cure, my hair comes out with my brush, and sometimes i wake up and strands lay on my pillow. So, today, i smiled not because i was saved. No, today i smiled because i wasn't.

At least the fight was over. Chemo was no longer working. The hospital had given up on me. even i had given up on me.