London walked down the hall. She hated the smell of the hospital. (Who doesn't?) She stopped at the elevator and pressed the button. She didn't know where the cafeteria was so she went down just one level to the children's oncology floor. I wonder what oncology is. She thought. She stepped off the elevator and saw little kids in wheelchairs and sitting ion the floor playing with cars and dolls. Some of them had hair and some of them were bald. What's wrong with them, she wondered. (In case you don't know oncology floor is cancer floor) A little girl with no hair rolled herself over to London.
"You're London Tipton." The little girl pointed out.
"Yeah," London told her trying not to look as scared as she really was.
"I think you're pretty, will you take a picture with me?"
"Okay, I will."
"Mommy, take a picture of me with London Tipton."
"Okay honey," he mom walked over to the little girl with her camera. London picked up the little girl and held her in her arms and smiled for the camera. She put her down in her wheelchair.
"Thank you London Tipton."
"Just call me London."
"Okay, London, will you be my friend? I don't have any; they are all scared of me."
"Yes, I'll be your friend, but first I need to know your name."
"Maddie."
"Maddie? That's my other friend's name. She's hurt"
"I hope she gets better."
"Me too."
"Maddie, let's go get something to eat."
"I'm going to get something too; can you show me where the cafeteria is?'
"Sure."