My room was destroyed. I sat alone all weekend long with nothing to do, and I felt sick. Nausea had set in and I now had about nine months to live. That's a real upper... Not.

"Are you feeling better, Serena?" Sammy asked as he stuck his head in the door. Poor little guy. He was genuinely worried. At least he has something to look forward to. I'm going to die at the age of fourteen! Great...

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I felt better Sunday night to go to church. I'd skipped that morning because I felt terrible still. I really didn't feel too good that night, but I went anyway. I walked down to the building out back of the church, set aside especially for the youth. The Youth Building we call it. Creative...

I sat down on our one of our couches, and grabbed a pillow, making myself comfy. I heard Mina rattling off, again and plopped down on the end of the couch on the opposite side as me. "Got any gum?" I asked her, knowing the child did.

"Uh-huh! I have WaterMelon Blast, Winter Fresh, Cotton Candy Bubble Yum, and Mystery! Which one do you wa-" she stopped mid-word to turn and look at the door. She heard it open and David wasn't there yet. She was expecting him.

I looked up, smiling because of Mina and to my surprise...Darien but not David was standing there. I quickly looked back at Mina "Gum?"

"Wait! You already asked that."

I wanted to KILL her for saying that. She was my excuse to look away from the door and what does she do? She blows my cover! Some friend.

"Uh...Winter Fresh."

I popped the piece in my mouth as he was sitting down in between me and Mina. I felt sick and excited at the same time. That's confusing.

"Hey Serena...what's up?" he asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders like I didn't care. "Hmm...not much. You?"

"Nothing."

Our lesson was starting as Lizzie came walking through the door. She told Mina to scoot down, which inevitably meant that Darien would have to scoot down towards me. Four people on a three-seat couch was pretty crowded. Especially since Mina was taking up a lot of room. I think she was doing it on purpose just to spite me...

I was sitting there trying to concentrate, but it was kind of hard with Darien beside me and all. I was just happy to be near him.

I knew it was happening again, my heart was racing again, and I think someone turned off the room's air supply. I couldn't breathe suddenly. I glanced down just to be sure and sure enough, he was gently massaging my fingers with his thumb. I felt nauseous. Maybe it was the leukemia, maybe it was him. Maybe it was both...

I turned to him and whispered, "Come with me." as I jumped up and ran out the door. I looked back and he was right behind me. "Serena?! Serena?! Are you okay? Answer me please!"

I ran into the Ladies' bathroom, he didn't even look twice to turn back. He came in with me. I made it to the toilet before my body took its' toll. I was killing myself from the inside out and no one knew but my parents and Sammy.

He sat with me, his hand still on mine. I knew then he was the one I dreamed of when I was a little girl in little flower dresses, spinning around in front of my mirror, imagining dancing at my wedding reception with the love of my life. He I knew, was him.

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School the next day was intolerable. Everyone knew about the night before and normally this wouldn't be a problem for me. I was sitting in the old bathrooms that no one ever uses so I could be alone. Tears were running down my face and I could taste their saltiness. I kept thinking about what his conversation that morning with Teri Bledell, a girl in his class:

Teri: Yeah, I heard about you Darien, with a lil' fourteen year old.

Darien: What?! What do you mean?

Teri: Ha Ha Ha! You know what I mean...you and that little Serena Tsukino.

Darien: What are you talking about? I don't even like Serena! And I wish everyone would shut up with these ridiculous lies! I don't like her! I never have liked her! I never will like her! That never happened! I didn't hold her hand!!

My head fell against the palm of my hand as I kept thinking about it. He hadn't known I was right behind him. All he cared about, was how he looked in front of his friends. Never giving a second thought to what I may be feeling. That those few words could shatter a friendship...

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So...Whacha think? By the way, this story's still in the process in real life so I have no idea what kind of ending you're going to get! Please review!!!!