Ally sat on the edge of her bed, eager for the day that lied ahead. Sure it was just 6:00 in the morning and school didn't start for another 3 hours, but she had been waiting for that day for what felt like forever. Today was finally her first day back at school after her nearly 3 year battle with cancer.
She was diagnosed when she was in the eighth grade and right off the bat things had gotten really bad. So bad that she wasn't even allowed to go to school; but three years, many surgeries, a few rounds of chemo-therapy and one modern medicine miracle later she was on her way to a full recovery, and on her way to her Junior year of high school.
The only person from school she had seen during those three years had been her best friend Trish. Trish was a fun, hard headed, and very loud person to be around, but it was that very outgoing personality that Ally loved in her best friend and also that which helped keep her spirits up as she spent countless days in the same mono-colored hospital room with the same annoying machine beeping every 3.2 seconds, she knew because she counted numerous times.
Ally was anticipating the day awaiting her and the people she would see. Especially one in particular, Austin Moon. They had been best friends years ago, but that all changed when they got to middle school and he wanted to try and befriend a group of guys who were notorious for getting in trouble and pulling pranks, Ally saw them as cruel but Austin saw them as the "cool" kids and soon Ally saw her best friend transform from an innocent sixth grader to a troublemaker, which immediately ruined their friendship. One day during their eighth grade year Austin continued his antics with his target that day set on Ally, little did he know that the glimpse of his former best friend face-planted in the ground sobbing was going to be the last he saw of her, because that day also happened to be Ally Dawson's last day and the day she was diagnosed.