"Hey, I'm here." I say to Zach as I set my backpack down on the couch.

"Hey how are you?" He asks, "good, and you?" "Dead." He says laughing.

"School was exhausting, Mrs.Kreffling was so antsy. She was snapping out at evryone, she did just have a kid two weeks ago though." I say.

"Bryan was practically following me in the halls. I almost pushed him to the ground after yelling at him."

He rolls his eyes just cause I said his name. I sit on the couch and start doing homework. "My mom said she doesn't care if I stay here for one more night." I say.

"Why does your mom never care, what does she have against you?" He asks, the question lingers in my mind as I wonder the same thing.

"I really don't know, I've never done anything to affend her. Maybe I'm just not the child she wants." I say.

"Or maybe cause I broke up with Clay. She always loved him, said he was the perfect guy for me." I tell him.

"Hold up, who's Clay?" "Remember the one who cheated on me with my "Bfflihoh"." I say.

"Ooohhh that's right, he sounds like a real-." The door opens and it's the doctor.

"Hi again Zach, and how are we today?" She asks, "better. Havn't been in as much pain when I move. Oh, and I havn't coughed up blood." He says.

"That's good, a nice improvement if I may say so." He nods and looks over at me, this causing me to smile.

The doctor checks him up a bit then leaves. "So, whatya' wanna do on my last little night here?" I ask him.

"Well it's not like I can really get up to do anything?" He says, "or maybe you can..."
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Zach's P.O.V...

Carmella rolls me around in a wheelchair on the streets. "So, where are we going?" I ask her.

"Mmm, it's a suprise. Sorry, you'll just have to wait and see." She says. "Ugh, the torture." I say grabbing my heart playing around. She laughs and keeps strolling me.

We hit a bump making me jump in my wheelchair a bit, "we're going to get in alot of trouble if the doctors find out." I say, "I told one of them and they were fine with it." She says

"Well, by one of them I mean your doctor." She says, "cool." We ride around for fifteen minutes more and arrive at a resturaunt.

"Hope you didn't eat!" She shouts cheerfully we go in and are seated at a table.

"I don't think I've ever been to Island café." I tell her, "me neither but I hear the reveiws are great." She says smilling.

Ten minutes later...
"I'm gonna get the North American Lobster Salad with rootbeer." She says, "I'll have hawiann burger with fries and sprite." I say.

The waitor nods as he scribbles away and leaves to the kitchen.
"Man I'm starving, your the best girlfriend ever for taking me out." Her face turns to a lite shade of pink and she smiles flirtasiously.

"There has been something I've been dying to tell you this past week. But it's just been so hard, and soon it'll be summer. And you know we kinda are seniors. But we will still get the whole summer." I ramble.

"What is it?" She asks, "I-I love you Carmella. She looks a bit taken aback and swalloughs exhaling a long deep breath of air.

"Well, I uh, have only ever loved Michael and then I moved here and he replaced me quicker then you can say Orgeon." She says, "but I mean, I think, I know that in the end of it all. After all the drama and guys and realationships, I love you too." She says.

Releif settles over me and we get our food and start eating away talking. After we head back to the hospital and we hang out.
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I lay in the white long bed. All the lights are off and the smell of sanitizer, chemical, pills, and sick people surround the room.

It's only day three of being in here, four more days is what the doctor says. But that's just four more days away from my family. And the girl I fell in love with. I look over and see her sleeping on the couch peacfully.

My eyelids get heavy but I try my best to fight away the sleepiness creeping up on me.

It's hard, that's why I only manage to stay up for five more minutes before falling in a deep slumber.
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I wake up to the sunlight seeping through the large glass windows. Warmth seeps through my sheet.

My goosebumps from being cold fade away. I see a card that was left on my nightstand and read the inside of it.

Dear Zach,

Four more days, I know it seems like a whole nother week piled on but it isn't. When we meet again,(a time your not in a wheelchair or hospital bed.) We can do much more together. I gave the doctor the homework you missed and some of the things in class. I also sent you videos on your phone. Hopefully the doctor will give you the following so you don't flunk all your classes and we can graduate together. Although it means more time with you if you don't, that won't be fair to you. Anyway, almost out of space. My handwriting isn't tiny enough. I love you and get well soon.
Yours truely, Carmella.

The card lightens me and makes me feel spirited. I set it back on the nightstand and grab the remote.

I switch through the channels for eight minutes and end up watching "America's Funniest Home Videos."

Suprisingly it doesn't hurt to laugh. Even though I'm practically kackiling. The doctor gives me my breakfast.

I eat it and go back to my show after a pain killer and shot. This making me fall asleep to a nap.