*Spongebob Guy Voice*
One Month Later
'Sup, homies! I'm back with a quicker update than usual, can a get a woot woot up in here!
Zach: -cricket noises- Wow, you really know how to control a crowd, DJ Sucks a Lot.
Abby: Wow, you are just on a mean roll, aren't you, Mr. Sassy Pants. Well, my sweet angel faces, here's the chapter you've been waiting on!
Previously on Her Bucket List
I looked down at the scars that he'd never know he caused. Scars that very few knew I had at all. Here's a plot twist for ya, readers: this tumor isn't the only thing that has me damaged.
I scribbled down a title to the verse I had written and continued with the lyrics to something I had subconsciously felt for so many years. Fuck you.
I hope you're happy that you'll outlive the daughter you never wanted to have.
MAX POV
I could not have possibly been more excited about how well my CD was coming along. Tracks 1-10 finished, complete with titles and music to go along with the lyrics! I've decided to stick with the album name Cancer Patient, after track 10. Here's what I've got so far:
Track 1. Fuck You
Track 2. I Hate to Say I Told You So
Track 3. Invisible
Track 4. Bruised
Track 5. Dirty Little Liar
Track 6. Worlds Away
Track 7. Rocket Science Tests
Track 8. Scream!
Track 9. The Broken Heart Lullaby
Track 10. Cancer Patient
Now, I don't mean to toot my own horn, but they sound pretty hard core, am I right? So, uh, toot toot! The excitement of checking things off my bucket list was practically unbearable; if I'm dying, I might as well go out in style, you know, with a bang and all that jazz.
As I finished typing up the lyrics to each track onto my flash drive, I opened up a new tab on my explorer and typed the words "color run" into the search bar. Number two on my list was to participate in a walk-a-thon, though when I had heard about the infamous Color Run, I knew that I had to be there. In their FAQ, they said that running, walking, even cartwheeling was acceptable! Now I'm not saying I wanted to turn into Shawn Johnson for the day, but I was certainly not missing out on this kind of fun.
When on their website I clicked the Find a Run section and my eyes scanned for a city near me. Way at the bottom, the last city on the list, was the only Arizona city: Tucson. A four hour and 27 minute drive would definitely worth it, I mean, I am dying after all, take pity!
Not soon later I was signed up for the happiest 5k! With just about 3 weeks to live, the date fit perfectly. There were five slots open for the run in one week! Game on!
I was getting ready to take my bucket list out from the third drawer of my desk when my mom walks in with the phone held out in awe from her body. Her mouth slightly hung open in absolute shell shock as her eyes drifted toward my slouching figure.
"Max, um, it's for you, dear. It's, oh my... It's a personal call from Ellen DeGeneres," she stuttered to me. Now, let me just tell you, if it hadn't been for my already decided death, I probably would have gone into cardiac arrest and just died right there. Ellen DeGeneres was on the other line of my telephone waiting to speak to sick, little old me.
I shakily grabbed the phone from my mother's seemingly dead hand, bringing it to my ear.
"Uh, hello?"
"Is this the infamous Maximum Ride calling?" I hear on the other end.
"Um, well this is Max but, well, you called me," I managed.
"Hmm... well, silly me, you know, sometimes I think they chose me to be the voice of Dory because my memory is about that of hers. So what's up, my little chickadee?"
It hit me like a ton of bricks on a Saturday morning... I was having a laid back, normal conversation with Ellen Freaking DeGeneres. Somebody pinch me, I must be dreaming.
"Well actually, I've been working on parts of my bucket list, as funny as that is. I, I don't mean to be forward, but is that why you're calling? Because of my bucket list?" She laughed at my meek question, like it was ridiculously funny to think that I was unsure.
"You know, I actually just found your number on my Starbucks cup this morning and figured I'd give you a buzz, I'm so glad you enjoy that tasty cotton candy frappucino, too, or else we probably wouldn't be chatting it up like school girls! I'm just playing with ya Max, in all seriousness, I want to have you on my show. Let's talk."
And that is how I became basically the luckiest girl ever.
By the end of the conversation it had been decided that due to my limited time, Ellen wanted me on the show next Monday, which basically meant that I had just over 96 hours to prepare myself for national television.
If a dream is a wish your heart makes, then the dream that you wish will come true.
If only that was true for curing cancer.
RIGHT IN THE FEELS! Ugh, that line gets to me, and I literally just wrote it. Well, yea, what do you guys think? I hope it's headed in the right direction for y'all cause I'm trying! Plus it only took me just over a month for an update, I think that's definitely worth somethin'!
Zach: Yea, considering you've let a whole millennium pass waiting to update.
Abby: Sarcasm not appreciated. Whatever, ignore the kid.
Zach: I am not a k-
Abby: As I was saying, I hope this works for everyone! I've got a bit up my sleeve for the next few chapters I think -evilly smiles- Please review my lovelies and I hope everyone is having a fantastic summer!
Love and Bicyclists,
Abby