Author's Note: Here's the first official chapter! Sorry this took so long! I got really busy and just forgot to upload it. It's short again but I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1
Session
"So, Keith, how are you doing today?" Alan Archer asked as he situated himself into his armchair. He made a few notes on his clipboard and then looked up at his young patient who was staring out of his large office window at the town below.
"Oh, I don't know, Al, I'd say I'm doing pretty well, all things considered," he replied in his typical nonchalant manner. "But you're the therapist, what do you think?"
"Well, you certainly aren't showing any signs of depression as are common with your case," Al remarked. "The pills are helping, then?"
Keith shrugged. "Sure, I guess so. I haven't really noticed."
"What do you mean?"
"I meant exactly what I said I meant, Al. It's really simple. I've been taking the pills because I'm told to like a good little boy. Are they helping? Sure. I mean, I don't want to kill myself or anything. That would just be stupid considering I already have my first class ticket outta here anyway." He paused and then asked. "Does that answer your question?"
"Yes, it does," said Al, making another note on his clipboard. "And how is treatment going?"
"Now there's the kicker," said Keith, turning around and throwing himself onto the small couch across from his counselor. "Kid finds out he has cancer and what do they do? Pump a shit load of chemicals into him, of course. Because, it's the first thing they do and it's always guaranteed to work. Well, guess what? Apparently, I got the short end of that idea because the treatment that always works, isn't working on me." He flashed a boyish grin at Al and then added, "Like I said, first class ticket all the way."
Al asked a few more questions which Keith answered in his own roundabout way. After half an hour, Al said. "I think that's all for today, Keith. I'll see you next week?"
"Sure, sure," the teenager nodded as he shrugged on his brown jacket. "Just can we do something different next time?"
"Like what?"
"Like, I dunno, somethin' other than just me answering questions all day. It's really boring, you know. This whole scenario is like something out of a movie. A really clichéd movie at that. You get what I'm saying?"
"I think so."
"Good, good. I'll see you next week then, Al. Great job today by the way." He grinned as he clapped him on the shoulder.
"Thanks, Keith."
"Don't mention it. See ya."
"Goodbye."
When they met the next week, the first thing out of Keith's mouth was. "I thought we were doing something different this time, Al?"
"I'm not going to ask you as many questions this time, if that's helps," Al replied. "I assume that by 'something different' you meant go someplace other than my office?"
Keith grinned. "Exactly. Wow, you really hit the nail on the head. Great job."
"Thank you. Now, we won't be going anyplace for awhile yet. But eventually, we will. I just have to figure out a few things first."
Keith sighed in exasperation. "Okay, Al. Whatever. You're the boss after all." He sat down on the couch and looked over at the older man, waiting expectantly and thinking to himself. What the hell is there to figure out? I'm dying of flipping cancer!"
Author's Note: I don't remember if Al's last name was mentioned in the movie and on the credits it says something that looks like Archer, I couldn't really tell cuz it was kind of blurry. Please review, I really do appreciate them since this category is entirely new for me!