The Baby-Sitters Club belongs to Ann M. Martin
I was in English with my best friend, Kayla Willis. She looks very tired. She had cancer not long ago and beat that battle. I'm Mary Anne Spier and I'm 15. I'm a tenth grader at Stoneybrook, Connecticut.
She had just cancer for the second time not long after school started up. It happened when she collapsed at a fair in New York City. I haven't gotten back there ever since. That was a worst memory ever.
Leukemia makes her tired often. I noticed she was trying to stay awake. The next thing, she fell asleep.
"Please stay awake," said a sub.
I went up and said, "Kayla has cancer and it makes her feel tired. Our teacher already knows about it."
"Thank you for letting me know," said the sub.
After English, she felt dizzy. Cancer gets worse over time. I was helping her out when she suddenly collapsed right near our English class.
"Kayla!" I exclaimed catching her before she could hit her head.
Luckily, Marci was there and said, "I'll go fetch the nurse."
"Okay and hurry," I said.
She rushed down there and told the nurse. Ten minutes later, the nurse came with a wheelchair.
"I called 911 and the ambulance would be on its way," said the nurse.
At lunch, the girls were looking for me.
"Where's Mary Anne? Isn't she here?" asked Kristy.
Stacey came and said, "She's very upset right now. Marci told me Kayla collapsed right after English."
"Uh-oh," said Dawn.
"It's a good thing Kaylee's absent for today otherwise she'd be worried about her sister," said Stacey.
"I know," said Claudia.
An hour later, Mrs. Willis came by to see the principal and told him about Kayla.
"Mary Anne was worried. She has been upset," said the principal. "I'll let you tell her."
"I thought about that, too," said Mrs. Willis.
After school, I went straight to the hospital. I wanted to see how Kayla was doing.
"How's Kayla?" I asked.
"Her illness grew worse," said the doctor.
"Again?" I asked.
"Yes. The bad news is that she might not last very long than we expected," said the doctor.
I got terrified to hear that.
"How much longer?" I asked.
"Probably three to five months," said the doctor.
"Can I see her now?" I asked.
"Of course," replied the doctor. "Mrs. Willis asked me to tell you when I see you."
I went to see her and she didn't wake up yet. My tears started to act up. I was worried about losing her. I stayed with her for an hour.
"I'll tell Kaylee when she's better. She has been out with a flu," I said.
"Her mom said the same thing," said Dr. Wellington.
Then, I went home.