“Tori calm down, whether I’m 10 minutes late or if I was 30 minutes late, we would still be on time because your appointment isn’t until another hour.” I said backing out of the driveway.

“Yeah, but my doctors office is in the city, and the traffic is going to be horrible, because remember it is Spring Break!” She exclaimed.

Tori did have a point but we still weren’t going to be late.

“So have you decided if you were going to get a check up to make sure you don’t have any diseases or anything?” Tori asked.

“What are you talking about?” I asked confused getting on the main road.

“Well you have been feeling sick—“

“But I haven’t felt sick in three days so I’m fine.” I said.

“You can’t be so sure. You could throw up in the next few days. You never know. Sickness can come and go quickly, especially if it’s serious.” Tori said.

“I doubt it’s that serious.” I said.

“You could die next week if you don’t get checked out.”

“Oh my god Tori, it’s nothing serious okay! Like my mama said, I was probably stressing myself out and stuff—maybe even a bug, okay?”

“So you’re not still stressing?”

“No. Not really.” I said.

“What you mean not really?”

“Well, I’m still upset Justin is going—“

“But you told him to.”

“That’s because it was the best decision and this is a great opportunity for Justin—“

“So why you stressing because if that is the best decision you wouldn’t be so worried.”

“Tori would you stop that!” I said. “I think you’re the one stressing me out more than anything.”

“You and Justin right now remind me of Troy and Gabriella in High School Musical 3 when Gabs, had to leave for Stanford for an early college program or whatever.” Tori said. “Justin’s gonna miss senior prom, graduation—“

“But Gabriella didn’t miss graduation.”

“Doesn’t mean Justin won’t.”

It went quiet for a moment as I thought—Justin would miss senior prom, and maybe even graduation. Was he ready to miss that?

I pulled up in front of Tori’s doctor’s office and we were still 15 minutes early.

“You know you might have cancer.” She said out of the blue catching me off guard.

“Tori, why in the hell would you say that for?”

“Don’t people with cancer usually throw up?”

“Yeah and they also lose their hair, which I haven’t.”

“Well don’t they usually lose their hair when they do that leukemia treatment or something like that?”

“I mean yeah but—“

“But nothing. You should seriously be tested.”

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“Tori Vega” The nurse called.

Both Tori and I stood up and walked to the back room.

I was so happy the nurse called us in, because hearing Tori go on and on about me getting tested for the past 25 minutes, I was literally about to rip my own hair out.

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