Chapter One
I was born July 1, 1991. I was always the cute little girl with brown curls who was nice and smart. When I got diagnosed with leukimia, it didnt bother me because 'they made it go away'. But when it came back, my hair fell out and I was hospitalized. The reason I met Kyle my first day there was because he was a volunteer that went around and talked to the patients in the hospital. He walked into my room with a rose in his hand. 'hello, im kyle. your kaylie right?' were his first words. All I could do at that time was nod my head. He sat down and told me all about himself; how he just moved here, and how he has this new school (which turned out to be my school). He talked for about an hour, and he stood up and started walking away. I then muttered out the words 'Don't go', and he didnt. he stayed by my bed side and stroked my hand. Two weeks later I was released from the hospital, and I went back to school; where Kyle was by my side constantly. I am now a 17 year old senior and me and Kyle are in love, more than ever! He seems different this week. "Are you ok?" I asked.
"im great," he wasnt finished " actually, im not. my parents are divorcing" his eyes began to water.
"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!" I hugged him, burying my head into his chest.
"Thank you Kay, but you have to go to class now." He whispered in my ear just as the warning bell rang. He kissed me and walked me the rest of the way to my first hour classroom.
