Seventeen

I walk away, my cheeks heating a bit.

-Hey, Kate?

I stop, my heart thumping hard against my rib cage. I slowly turn around.

-Yes?

-I didn't even get a thank you for my chivalrous act! Knights usually get a kiss from their damsel in distress once they've rescued them.

Without thinking twice - because I know I won't work up enough courage - I return to where he is still standing and tiptoe to kiss him lightly on the cheek and add, a smile in the voice:

-Thanks. You truly are my knight in shinning armor.

I turn around and promptly leave, blushing so hard and not once looking back. I don't know if I'd only imagined it but I think I actually saw the very one cheek I just kissed redenning before I run away.

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At seventeen you think you have to power to do everything you want. You think your the queen or the king of the world. You feel invincible. You think you have an infinity left to live. You nearly think that your immortal because the end is so far away from now. It isn't that bad to procrastinate a bit because you would have plenty of time to do it tomorrow. All those convictions, all those things we all take for granted. I don't think those things anymore.

When Kate learned that she got leukemia she taught that it was the end. But is it? Will love and friendship be enough to save her?