A/N Hi, I'm back with another chapter. Sorry it's so short, I just wanted the chance to convey Autumn's character, yet I did really want to get down to the part with Miss Peregrine and the characters, so this ended up pretty short. The good news is, you get two chapters today so it's all good! Enjoy

"I have to go to hospital tomorrow" If there was anything that could shake my confidence, it was the hospital visits.

"You know it's for the best" Serenity seemed worried for me, and thought that I would rather not go to the hospital, that I would obviously prefer to have less time to live. I knew that she admired me, I'm intelligent, and great at reading people, yet I could also see she feared what would happen to me. I would miss her.

"I know, I just love being outside, appreciating the world before I go" We sat quietly, then the bell went. "Lets be a bit more cheery, you know?" I stood up from my seat in the playground, and she stood up with me. We started walking to English, where we would finish watching Oliver Twist. I loved Dickens, but my favourite was Great Expectations.

I'm not perfect, I'm just smart.

Anyway, we walked into class just as my favourite teacher, Ms .McManus, was starting the movie.

"Come on girls, quickly" I hurried in and sat in my seat. When lunch arrived, we all filed out of the classroom, but on my way to my picnic table I saw Leah, a girl in my year who I didn't talk to much, crying on the stairs.

"What's wrong?" I walked to her side. "Are you ok?" She looked up.

"Do I look ok?"

"Fine then, Leah, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, why do you even care? You get all the goody goody treatment just after coming back to school with cancer and I get nothing" She grabbed her bag and pushed past me. I breathed in deep.

"Yeah, well maybe I make the most of the time I have left, but I didn't ask for this death sentence" She carried on going down the stairs, disregarding what I said, so I just shook my head and hurried to meet my friends for lunch. I wasn't so easy to shake, yet it hurt. "I didn't want to die, so why does everyone insist on me being the new 'teacher's pet' just because I have a terminal illness? Fine, why don't you go and shorten your life by 60 years, then you can be the new favourite at school!" I nudged past the girl, angry. I thought about things a lot, and that just made me more emotional than I should.

I'm not perfect, I'm just smart.

A/N See, pretty short, please don't kill me! Anyway, lots of love, and please drop a review.