Finding out you have a 15% chance of making it throught the next month is a very scary experience. You want to do anything you've wanted to do previosly but never had the chance to do. My sister Brooke, my Brother Jacob and I decided to hatch a plan to make Tori's last month as good as we possibly could. As we sat in her room, Jacob asked her out as he'd been wanting to do for quite some time. She squealed in delight and they kissed. Over the next week, we got her front row, backstage passes to a Taylor Swift concert, and we all went sky-diving. We went to the Eiffel Tower, which was her lifelong dream to see. Then she asked if we could somehow get her to talk to Sandra Bullock. She had a premire the next week, so we all hopped a plane to go to it. After the showing, we approached her. "Hi Sandra." I smiled at her. "Um, hi?" she raised one eyebrow. As she did, Tori removed her wig, and she gasped! " I, do, I, do I know you?" she stammered. "You should, but unfortunetly, I had heart failure the day you came to St. Jude's." Tori told her. "I, that was you?" she looked scared. "Yup, and they're saying I might not...do you have time for lunch?" Toi asked, quickly changing he rmind. "Um, sure. Meet me at the corner diner in twenty minutes." she told us, checking her watch. 'Ok, will do!" Tori beamed.