The next day, I did exactly what Kate asked me to do for her. I went down to the hospital to be there by her side to get the news on whether she has cancer or not. When I get to the hospital I go straight into her hospital room. I walk through the door to see her dad sitting down in one of the chairs beside her. She looks up at me and smiles. Her father turns to look at me, then back at Kate. She nods to him and he gets up and leaves the room. I walk over to her bead and sit beside her holding her hands. She puts her head down trying to hide the tears in her eyes. I lift her head up with one of my hands to get her to look at me. "Hey, everything's going to be okay; don't worry. I told you, I'll be there for you all the way." She forces a smile on her face.
"I know; I guess I'm just scared that's all." She tells me. I move a strand of her hair out of her face. "Thank you for coming Randy, it means a lot to me that you came."
"I told you that I would come for you; I promised remember?" She giggles. "I love that about you." I say.
"Love what about me?" She asks me still smiling.
"Your laugh ad smile. It's like they light up my whole day. But nothing can compare to your sun shinning face." She blushes at the compliment.
Suddenly we hear someone know on the already open door. We turn around to see that it's just the doctor. He walks in with Kate's dad not far behind. "I hope that I'm not interrupting anything here." He says.
We both look at each other then back at the doctor. "Um no we were just talk that's all." Kate says.
"Oh well okay. Well I have some good news, and some bad news Ms. Breakwood. The good news is you don't have cancer." We both smile in excitement and hug each other. "But the bad news is that we still found something in your blood that is rather peculiar. It appears that your white blood cells aren't fighting off the bacteria as well as they should be. This doesn't happen very often for teenagers. So to ensure that your white blood cells are fighting off the bacteria, I am prescribing you some pills that should help boost them up." He pulls a medicine bottle out of his pocket and hands it to her. "You'll need to take two pills a day; one in the morning, and one before you go to bed. Is that clear?" He finishes.
She nods. "Yes sir, thank you for the news." He nods back at her and turns to her father.
"Now you can take her home you'll just need to sign her out in the lobby and you're good to go." He tells him. Her father nods and the doctor leaves the room.
Her dad looks back at her. "Well, I'll go sign you out and we can go back home." He says to her. He turns around and leaves the room.
She turns to look at me. She was shocked to see that she wasn't smiling. "What's wrong? You should be happy; you're not sick!" I say.
"Randy, he said that I have to take these pills twice a day! Just because my white blood cells are weak! Randy I don't want to have to take medication just because I'm a little weak. It makes me feel like I can't take care of myself." She explains to me.
I put both my hands on her shoulder. "Hey, look on the bright side of things; if you stay positive, you'll be positive. And you having to take those pills for a while doesn't mean you're taking them forever, right?" I say trying to lift her spirits up.
She smiles at me and hugs me. "Thanks Randy. I don't know what'd I'd do without you." I wrap my arms around her holding her tight to let her know that I'm always here for her.
After about a week, Kate started getting used to taking her medication on a daily basis. She also seemed a lot happier and more social with others. She started joining clubs that were involved in theatre arts. Drama club, school talent show, dance club! Hmm, I think that was all. She's already in art club so yeah. I wish I could have signed up for a few more clubs but I just never have the time. The only club I'm actually in is homework club.
Speaking of which I'm about to walk into right now. When I walk into the library to face Theresa who was holding her camera in her hand. "There you are Randy! Look we need to talk." She grabs my arms and pulls me to the back of the library. "Okay, I'm writing for the school newspaper, the deadline is in three days, ad I still don't have a story." She sounds panicked.
"Uh, okay. What does this have to do with me though?" I ask pointing to myself.
She sighs. "Look what I'm trying to say is. I need your help." She says whispering in my ear.
"Woah, did little miss perfect just ask for help?" She rolls her eyes and puts her hand on her hips.
"Look, the only reason I would ever ask for help is because I'm desperate. And thought that maybe you could do something crazy that I can write a story on." I just look at her in confusion. She rolls her eyes. "You know like, pull the fire alarm or try attempting one the ninja's signature moves but end up breaking something. Stuff like that." She explains to me.
My eyes widen. "Wait hold on. You're saying you want me to do something that could get me in trouble or hurt! What kind of story would that be?" I shout.
"Uh, a good one." I grinned my teeth at her. "Oh come on Randy. I really need a good story or else I'll be kicked out of the school newspaper. Please!" She begs me.
"Well what's in it for me?" I ask.
"Uh getting a chance to be in the school newspaper. Duh!"
I roll my eyes "Fine I'll think of something to do for your lousy newspaper."
She leaps in the air with excitement and almost squeals. She suddenly hugs me tightly almost suffocating me. "Oh thank you, thank you thank you Randy! You have no idea how much this means to me." I slowly push her away awkwardly.
"Um you're welcome." I say.
She scratches the back of her head sheepishly. "Sorry, I just didn't think you would actually do it. So what are you going to do?" She asks curiously.
I think to myself for a while until I finally get an idea, "I got it! How bout I get you an interview on the Norrisville ninja?" I suggest with a wide grin.
Her face suddenly lights up. "That would be the cheese!" But then the light goes out. "But how are you going to get the ninja to talk to a reporter like me. He's like what, 800 years old? There's no way you'll be able to get him to have an interview with me!" She states.
"I know people." I lean in toward her. "I heard that he spends most of his time on the school rooftop after school on Thursdays." I whisper in her ear.
"Yeah right. Wait really? How do you know that?" She asks.
"Lets just say that the ninja and I are pretty tight." I reply acting like I'm all cool.
"Wow really? That's amazing. Thanks sooo much Randy." She leaps over and hugs me again. And like what I did before I slowly push her away. "Sorry, got excited again. Wait, today's Thursday! He's probably up in the rooftop now. I got to go interview him."
She starts to turn around and head out the door. "Wait, Theresa!" I shout to her. She turns around to face me. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't say that he really wasn't up there; I can't tell her I'm the ninja. "Make sure to tell him that you know Randy Cunningham." She smiles.
"I'll be sure to. Thanks again Randy, bye!" She walks out the door. My eyes suddenly widen. I gotta go ninja up! I run out of the library and run into the janitor's closet. I throw the mask over my head and head straight for the rooftop of the school building. Within thirty seconds of catching my breath, Theresa comes barging through the rooftop door. I try to act like I was just practicing some ninja moves, as Theresa looked surprised.
"Um, hi. You're the ninja." I roll my eyes.
"Yes, and you're a reporter I'm guessing." I reply standing straight up.
"I'm sorry I'm just surprised that you're here. My names Theresa Fowler, and I'm a reporter for the school newspaper. I was wondering if I could interview you?" She asks.
"Well I'd be happy to. But I don't know if I can trust you." I respond trying to give her the hint of saying she knows Randy Cunningham.
She thinks to herself for a while until she finally remembers. "Oh, well I'm actually a friend of Randy Cunningham." She says.
I pretend to act surprised. "Oh well then a friend of Randy Cunningham, is a friend of mine." I say with a bow. I flip in the air and land on top of the air duct and sit down. "Ask away." I tell her.
"Oh well okay. So to start off, what is it like being loved by all?" She asks me.
"It's pretty amazing. Being loved by everyone, everyone wanting to be just like me. It's an honor." I reply.
"Okay. And what would you say about all the students that turn into monsters, is it annoying, fun?"
I think for a little bit. "I'd say it's a little bit of both. Sometimes students will turn into monsters right when I'm in the middle of doing something important or awesome. But sometimes its fun, cause when ever I'm angry or bored, I can always take my anger out on either the monsters or robots."
"Cool. And this one is probably the most important question. Do you like being the ninja?" She asks.
My eyes widen. Should I really tell the truth about how I feel about being the ninja? "Well it's amazing. I mean, being able to save the town from destruction while also being loved and honored. It's like being famous. But being the ninja also has its down sides. Sometimes it can be really stressful; cause one mistake can take away someone's life or bring destruction to the town. I'm always terrified that I might mess up someday; I'm just trying to hang in there you know. I feel like that when I make a mistake, everyone will hate me. No one will ever look up to me ever again." I explain to her.
Her eyes were filled with shock. "Is-is this true? You're afraid that you might mess up?" I nod. She smiles. "One more question. Would you say that you're like everybody else? Like you're an average everyday person."
I think for a long time. I wanted to put some thought into this one. "Well actually no. I don't think I'm an average person like everybody else. I have to take care of an entire town from chaos. Sometimes it's hard for me to focus. Like I can't be an actually person for one day without having to save the town from a monster or robot. To be honest, I'd like to be an actual citizen for once instead of being the ninja."
I hope you guys liked this chapter. I thought that it was pretty good if I say so myself. The story is almost to its end; we're getting closer and closer into the last year in Norrisville high school. Prom! Graduation! And the giving up of the mask and Nomicon! Review please tell me what you thought!