MY EYES REMAINED on my feet as I padded down the hospital hallways. I know, it's really stupid to walk like this in a place as busy as a hospital, but it's just a habit. I always walk like this. I grinned at the nurses as they passed, and the doctors called me by name as they said 'hello' to me. Usually everyone at the hospital is kind enough, but sometimes, there are some really snobby people working here. Thankfully the majority of them seem happy to be here and healing people. I can't wait until its my turn. It's my dream to become a doctor.

The thought of possibly saving someone's life is beyond amazing to me. I can't wait to get through high school then college. Right now, to fulfill my needs of wearing that doctor's coat, I volunteer. My mother is a nurse at this hospital, so she's completely okay when I'm here late at night helping patients. She's usually here as well, so it's all good. She works at a hospital for cancer patients.

If it were up to me, I would choose somewhere else to work (but my mother wants me near to her) because if I'm being completely honest,this really sucks sometimes. It hurts me to my core to know that these cancer patients have to go through all of this. The children might not even get to live their full lives. It's sad. When I first started, I would leave this place in tears almost every night. But now, it's okay for me. I mean, it's still terribly saddening, but I can get through it. If they can, then I can.

I wave to my mother as I passed her, walking to a room which always seems to need my help in cleaning up. There is a little girl, who's too adorable for this life, who stays in that room. I've known her for some months now and she's always managed to cheer me up on my down days, and vice-versa. Her name is Angel. I enter her room, receiving a wide grin from her and her mother. I usually change towels and toilet paper rolls and get the patients what they want from the cafeteria and stuff like that. It's simple. But I like to talk to Angel first. She's a doll.

“Hi, Ethan!” Angel cheered at me. Her mother, Melissa, continued to smile, “Good afternoon, darling.”

“Hey guys,” I said, “How are you today?”

“Really good,” Angel gushed, “I barely feel sick anymore.”

“Well that's a good thing,” I nodded as I blink at her mother. It's sort of weird that it's happening, but I'm happy that she doesn't have to endure any pain. Or at least it was for today. I sit with Angel and her mom for a while longer, just talking about my day and other insignificant stuff, until I was called to actually do something. My mother put me to work (harder than usual)to make up for my getting distracted, as usual. I'm definitely accustomed to it.

At the end of the day, at around ten at night, I decided to leave. There was not much remaining for me to do. Thankfully, we didn't lose anyone today. Today was actually really good. School was okay and the hospital was good too. And to make things even better, I met up with my boyfriend, Cody.

It's a usual thing for him to come pick me up, that is, when my mother doesn't insist on taking me home. Sometimes I just like to end the day with the beauty I get the privilege of calling my boyfriend. We've been together for a year and a half, and I'd like to think it was a really good year and a half. Cody and I have been through a lot together. I'd say he's probably been through more shit than I have, but we still equally saved each other. 

I enter the car quickly, greeting him with a kiss on the lips. Cody's hazel eyes scanned my face then flashed a smile. He brought me in closer and kissed me again, this time, his tongue entered my mouth, making me feel even happier on the inside. My fingers laced in his brown hair and I pulled him closer.

“I love you,” he whispered to me.

"I love you too, babe,” I answer as we separated. Cody kissed my lips once more before finally turning to the wheel. As he started to drive, he asked me about my day. He probably just wants to know about the hospital part of my day; he's not really interested in school. So, I tell him about my time at the hospital. Cody, also, is a big fan of Angel, comes by from time to time, but the first time he saw Angel he fell in love (just like me).

“How was your soccer practice?” I ask him casually.

“It would have been so much better if you were there,” he glanced at me and smirked. I took his hand in mine, “Your friends hate me, so that might probably never happen.”

“That's not true,” he defended.

“It is!” I argue, “They all give me really dirty looks, as I'm so inferior to them. Honestly, I don't really want them to like me, because I don't like them much. But I would like to come support you at practice... if only all your friends weren't on the soccer team.”

“Wow, Ethan...” he chuckled softly.

“You think I'm insane, right?” I scoff.

“No, babe, I think you're perfectly sane... to a point.”

“Lies,” I rolled my eyes and looked out the window. About five seconds later, I turned back to him, taking in his physical features as though it's the first time. I love to look at him. He knows that I do that, on like an hourly basis, and he allows me – without commenting about it (sometimes). I begin at his brown hair, to his sharp jawline, and loving everything in between. And to ice the gorgeous cake; Cody has a perfect body. Soccer definitely works for him. Now, when I'm staring at his body I get a bunch of vain, self-absorbed comments from him. It pisses me off, but I never stop looking.

The drive to my house seemed to be so short, and I hated that. I don't want to leave him just yet. And I can't have him in the house because my mother definitely would not allow that. I don't even know what she's afraid of – nothing bad could possibly happen.

I turn to face Cody and frowned. “I don't want to go...”

“Then come to my place,” he says.

“No... I have school tomorrow – something you obviously know nothing about,” I roll my eyes.

“Hey, I've been in school for the majority of my life, can you blaming me for leaving one year early?” he asks rhetorically with a playful smile. I shake my head and lean in to kiss his lips, “I love you, idiot.”

“I love you too, idiot,” he answered. I laughed and took off the seat belt. I kissed him once more before leaving the car. I blew him a kiss before turning around and walking towards my front door. I glance back to find the car still there, as usual. He doesn't drive off until I make it inside, which is so stupid. Does he think a kidnapper would be hiding on my lawn for me if he drove off?

It's so silly.

When I finally got to my front porch, I turned around once more, sending him a kiss. Cody honked the horn then he finally drove away. He's probably going with his delinquent friends to drink or do something just as irresponsible. I trust Cody completely and I know, no matter how much he drinks, he won't do anything. He's not an alcoholic or anything, he just gets sort of annoying when he's drunk. One time he tried to climb to my bedroom while he was drunk, but he somehow didn't make it to my room and ended up sleeping out on the roof.

I can't believe I fell for a guy like him.... but I definitely don't regret it.

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A/N: New book again!! Hope you guys like this first Chapter. I have a lot planned for this book :) I just really hope you guys like it. Please vote and comment. Tell me what you think about the characters so far. I love you guys so much.

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