just an average love story

chapter 7

I cried.

And cried.

And cried.

My brother only has a month or so left, how could this happen to me my life is falling apart right now. And if that's not all I have to go back to school today and face Alexis one of the schools populars, just because she's beautiful and perfect doesn't mean she's nice. As far as I'm concerned there shouldn't be any populars at all. Just normal people living their normal day.

I heard the bus and I got up grabbed my bag and walked out the door. I saw Jesse and he waved through the bus window. I know I never taken the bus before, that's beacsue I have a choice on walking or not. I sat beside Jesse,

"So how is he" he asked

"He has...stage 5 cancer" I said biting my lip and holding back tears

"Oh, sorry" he said

"Its fine, he has a month or so" I said

"Oh, well its OK as long as he's happy" he said

"Ya I guess I'd rather die happy then sad" I said

"Were you thinking of trying a treatment" he asked

"Its incurable it won't work" I said

"True but he could be the first boy in history to be cured of stage 5 cancer" he said

"Long shot" I said

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I shut my locker, lunch, I am so hungry. I turned and there was Alexis, great.

"Aw honey, look at your outfit, did your grandma make it while she was asleep. It also matches your split ends" she said smirking

"Bitch" I mumbled

"Sorry what" she said cupping her hand around her ear

"I said, your a bitch" I said louder and then walked away. If you could see the look on her face you would die laughing. Jesse came up behind me,

"Who was that?" He asked

"Alexis" I said

"Oh that popular girl" he said

"Ya, that popular girl" I said

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Riiiiinggggg

We all stood up and walked out of class, I got a 73 on a test, that's the worst I've ever done, some people will say that that's a great grade but to me a great grade is a 80-100. I think I'm just stressed out about my brother, I need to forget about it and K

go have some fun.

I walked out of the school and decided I would walk home today, Jesse caught up with me,

"Its getting colder" he said

"I know, pretty soon I'll be taking the bus everyday"  I answered

"Same. Ugh why can't it be Friday but nope, it's Monday" he complained

"Because we have to work for our Friday" I said. When I was little I would pretend that if you

"Work for it?" He questioned

" when i was little i beleived that if yoi work hard enough for the next day of the week then the next day will come. But if you don't then it won't come. I was a strange child." I said

"Yes you were" he agreed. The rest of the walk home was silent and boring. If my brother isn't going to be here for much longer then I need to spend some time with him. I went into my house and saw my mom sitting at the kitchen counter,

"Hey mom where is Alex?" I asked

"At the hospital again, sorry sweetie he'll be home tonight though" she said

"Oh OK, thanks mom" I said before running upstairs. My parents have been really nice to me because of my brother and I like it, but when my brothers gone then none of that will happen, oh well, just gotta live my life.