It was first day at my new school.
"Silent class! We have a transfer student. Alex introduce yourself."
Me with social anxiety
" My...My Name is Alex."
" Tell your full name to class, Alex." Miss Jones said.
" Its Alex Luke. My full name is Alex Luke"
Then after this embarrassing introduce Miss Jones Asked me to sit besides Wesley, A handsome guy with cool hair cut and glasses, and is little taller then me and also the class monitor.
When I sit besides him it was complete silence which was good because It was already enough talk for me for today.
After a while later Wesley asked
" Which middle school do you go?"
Me who was already confused enough
" Pardon?"
"Which middle school did you go?" He asked again.
I told him with very difficulty that I am not from this city
and he replied "ohh okay" and he was also confused about my reaction.
I was searching for bullies around the class to be beware, its not like I am afraid of them but I have been learning and training Karate since kid because my father is really a chill guy I mean really really chill guy.
And then the bell rings and lunch break starts.
" Hey Alex, how about getting lunch together" said a extrovert guy who likes to seak attention and is popular with girls.
"I will pass" I replied
"Why?"
" Because.... because I am not feeling well" I said it while acting sick
He asked me if I want to go to pharmacy and I replied by saying " Its not that serious"
And then he left but I was shocked he didn't tell me his name during all this conversation, maybe he thinks he is too famous to be introduced? well whatever.
After that I started to analyze the day. During analysis, A cute but weak and sensitive looking girl came to me and said
" Hey Alex, My Name is Bella and I have a crush on you. Can I get your number?"
I was shocked because I am very lame looking guy and she is goddess and it was suspicious because the way she asked me was looking forced and I thought she is pretending and then I saw some girls watching us at the doorstep.
" Sorry, I don't have a phone and I am not feeling well so could you please not disturb me?" I replied.
I know it was rude but she was also lying. Either she was doing a dare or she was being bullied by those girls.
" Sorry, I didn't knew you were sick."
she replied and she was smiling at my answer which was unusual. She was supposed to be angry on my rude reply but she was happy.
After that she left and I again lost in my imagination.
After a while my head starts hurting. I thought it was a normal headache but then pain increased and I passed out.
" Thank you, doctor."
I heard my dad's voice and it was bit different.
"hey, you are awake buddy? Did you miss me?" my dad said but I immediately noticed that he was pretending to smile.
"What happened? What did doctor told you?" I asked
"Its nothing son just a normal headache due to heat." he Answered with forced smile again.
" Then, why did I passed out?" I asked
He didn't answered and told me to rest. It was my second time seeing my father this much worried.
"Its something about my health, right?"
"No, its not." he replied with crumbling voice.
" so, It is."
"I told you its not!" he shouted and leave the room.
It was rare seeing my father like this so I knew something was wrong with my health. I was not much worried about my life because it was already pretty boring and dull. My studies was so so, my sports were as bad as it could be. No real friends from childhood, no siblings either. My Parents were everything to me.
Then I leave the bed and start searching for my dad while searching for my dad I saw Bella is the hospital and was probably came to see someone because she doesn't look sick. A continued searching for my dad and after roaming half of the hospital I finally saw my dad sitting on a bench and crying. I sit besides him.
" What happened to me?" I asked softly.
no reply.
" You know, I am mentally strong enough to handle it, don't you?"
and then suddenly he hugged me starts crying even more.
" What happened?" I asked again.
"You have brain tumor, just like your mother." he replied softly.
My mother also had the brain tumor and she suffered with it for two years and then died 5 years ago. My father Loved my mother so much and when she died he was completely broken. My age was 12 at that time and I was very good at holding emotions but that time cried for a weak straight because I didn't she had the brain tumor. My father told me about that after her death.
" How much time do I have?" I asked.
" Doctor said, it is growing rapidly and without surgery you can probably live like 15 months and with surgery 5 years at most but chances of surviving surgery is 30 percent." he replied.
My father also don't have trust on surgeries because my mother died during the surgery.
Continues on next chapter..