"What's your big deal. Just do it anyways. You're gonna die soon." Chloe said. I just stared at her.

"You know, just because I'm gonna die, doesn't mean you have to tell me all the time. I'm already annoyed by that fact."

"That's why I'm reminding you so you'll have fun." I just kept on looking at her. "Come on Michael. Have some fun. Here." She handed me the bottle. Looking at her, I just decided to do it. What do I have to lose.

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Micheal Pierce is an eighteen year old boy who has had a difficult life right from birth. Things became more difficult for him when he found out that he had Leukaemia. His parents decided to send him to a new school when they saw that their son had given up on life.

Chloe Anderson was the school most popular girl, since her father was a wealthy man. And since she was popular, she felt could do whatever she wanted, and everything will be ok. Even though she too had a secret.

Will meeting Michael show Chloe that not everything is all rainbow and sunshine?

Or will her secret be out?

Perfect you

Monday came faster than possible. I didn't want to go to school. I didn't want to see that demon. Ciara was right when she called her a demon because that is exactly what she is. A demon. How could someone be so evil have a pretty face. Even though I hate her, I can't deny the fact that she is pretty. And hot s hell. 


Slowly, I stood up from the bed and went downstairs. Breakfast was already served and everyone was already eating. Scott included. Although I'm still sore about what they did, I know that they did it for my best interest. He decided to stay and enjoy the American air, as he calls it. And I also just found out that his name was never Oscar. He just used that name as part of his acting. 


"Morning people." I greeted. It came out forced even though I tried really hard to make it come out normal. 


"You seem happy." Scott said sarcastically. I looked at him. 


"Of course I am. I'm the happiest guy alive." I said, sarcasm dripping from my words. 


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