Chapter 1

For 5,475 days I have lived and I only have 730 days left on this Earth. I've been counting down the days of my life to remind myself I don't have many left, but it sounds longer in days than in years. So many people say I gave up but the truth is I accepted the short fate that was offered to me. I can say that I don't do things twice anymore mainly because there isn't any room left for twices, at least not in my life.

For 20 days I've been free of school and other teen horrors because they at least get a chance to live I don't and I envy as well as hate them for it. Why waste precious minutes, moments on phones or something else when the very next moment could be your last? It's just something that I've never understood, personally I would rather talk to a face rather than screen, but hey it's your world it's not going to be mine for much longer.

Today I went to my best friends funeral, she died from lung cancer at least mostly. She had been in a terrible state of depression after her boyfriend, Augustus Waters, had died of cancer as well. It all went down-hill for her, she tried to keep it together for her parents but it wasn't enough to fix her broken spirit. We met, got to know each other and then she died. But there is something that I will always remember that Hazel Lancaster told me, "that enjoy the little infinities and don't wait for them to end". After that day I started to live again and stopped waiting to die, because I'm at the point where there is no twices anymore.

So after a bad day or just a day I go to the local coffee shop called Cafe de L.A., weird I know. But I also go to see my eldest brother's friend who knows about my deadline and cheers me up.

I walk in and Eric looks over the counter and says,

" Hey, Cass what kind of coffee would you like today?"

" Can I have a chocolate frapé?"

" Sure, what happened today?"

" I went to a friends funeral it wasn't very inspiring to continue living."

" Is that why you're wearing all black?"

" What do you think?"

" I think you need your coffee, so please wait over their by the counter with that other guy."

" Sure."

" Maybe you'll get lucky and he'll ask you out."

" Shut up and get my coffee."

" Yes miss."

He waved me off to the other counter to get rid of me for the next customer. So I stand by this guy for awhile and I could tell he was having a great time with his other four buddies then all of a sudden turns toward me and says,

" Hey I'm Harry."

" Um, hey I 'm Cass."

Then the girl behind the counter said,

" Harry. Cass."

I went up to the counter and grabbed my coffee and about left when the random guy said,

" Hey Cass wait up!"

I turned to say,

" What?"

" I accidently grabbed your coffee."

I looked down at my coffee cup and see Harry scribbled on the side and say,

" Oh sorry here."

We traded coffees, a smile grew on his face and said,

" Um it wasn't an accident that I got your coffee I just needed reason to talk to you."

" Why Harry?"

" I kind of wanted to ask you out."

That was the first time in a long time that someone asked me out and there is plenty of reasons why. Like when my ex-boyfriend left me when he found out I was dying, or maybe I don't want to hurt someone, take your pick. So I said,

" Sorry but I'm not going out with you."

I left the coffee shop after that but I guess the guy just doesn't understand no because he came running out to catch up. I hate these guys who won't give up, it's not their effort I don't like it's the fact that I like that in a guy, which makes it so hard to resist. He said,

" Why won't you give me a chance?"

" There are many reasons why I won't date you."

" Give me one reason."

" I don't want to hurt you."

" Cass please just give me a chance."

" You won't stop stalking me until I agree to go out with you will you?"

" I wouldn't call it stalking just actively pursuing, and yes."

I really want to go out with him but I know I can't because he seems great and I would probably fall for him. But I really want to continue my day without a tail so I say,

" Fine."

He punches the air with a grin and says,

" Meet me at the pier at eight o'clock tonight."

" Alright see you then."