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[jaeda renée cohen]

_{THIS IS WEIRD, IT'S WEIRD, VERY WEIRD, FUCKING WEIRD, I'M}
so mad that i don't know what to do !

» The first day of school. It was such a simple concept. Normal children would experience the phenomenon twelve times- or thirteen, if you count Kindergarten- if they were lucky, or less if they were even more lucky. (God help those for whom the count was higher.) Beyond that, it was optional, though now-a-days, it was pretty much expected of everyone to go to college, even if it was just the community college. But Jaeda was no normal child. For her, a simple "first day of school" was a huge step. This was only her... Third, she thought. She was in public school for Kinderarten. That summer was when she first got diagnosed with the leukemia. After that, she was home-schooled most of the time, except for the few times she happened to be in remission and healthy enough to go out in public and mingle with "normal" children. Freshman year was when she was finally put in public school for good, and so far it was working out for her. Freshman year was awkward for everyone, and because it was a new school anyway in a large city, nobody noticed that Jaeda, Alyssa and Lucas were all new kids. They were all starting over, just in time for the same freshman year in which most friendships were forged. Today marked the beginning of Junior year. Eleventh grade... it was a huge deal, and not only because it meant Jaeda had survived yet another year. It meant there was only this year and next year and then... who knew? College, maybe. Or maybe she would just skip that and move to Hollywood or something. But she figured she had a while to figure this out. Or did she?

» Jaeda was under no illusion. She knew that any day the leukemia could come back, and probably would. She had relapsed too many times already to believe that just because she was healthy now, that she would stay that way forever. Hell, at some point she was almost at the five-year mark, the point at which she would officially be deemed "cured", when she ended up relapsing. Such was the way of life. For Jaeda, it wasn't if she would die, but when. Her mother tried constantly to convince Jaeda otherwise, but Jaeda knew better. Her mother was in her own world of lollipops and cute little bunnies. The poor woman had been through so much, and wanted desperately to believe that Jaeda would beat the disease that plagued her since she was little. Jaeda was sure it would kill her eventually. Maybe she was wrong, though. Maybe she would never relapse again, and would make some sort of miracle recovery and never have to hear the word "leukemia" again in her life. But she knew that if another relapse did happen, her chances of surviving were slim, because a relapse was harder to treat, simply because it meant that whatever drugs- or combination of drugs- they used before was not working. Jaeda decided, though, that she wasn't going to go through treatment again. How that would go over with Mom was up in the air. After all, if Alyssa had no choice in what was taken out of her body (the kidney), then why would Jaeda have a choice in what went in her own?

» But today, hospitals and doctors and toxic drugs were the farthest thing from Jaeda's mind. Today, her mind was filled with the usual- finding her way to her classes, figuring out which route would get her where the quickest, and comparing her schedule to those of her friends, to see if they had any classes- or, better, lunch- together. She already had her locker combination memorized, and her favorite parking spot picked out. It was going to be a good year, she told herself. She could tell. Maybe this year she would do better academically. Her grades were never bad, but they weren't spectacular, either- mostly B's and C's, with an odd A or two thrown in for an easy class, or sheer dumb luck. Maybe this year she would try a little harder, and see a few more A's. Or maybe she would resume her old role from last year as the class clown. Only time would tell.

» Fun as it was, it was still school, and the time spent listening to the various teachers droning on about their class rules and necessary supplies was time she could be spending having fun, and just living life. The last five minutes were hell. Jaeda clicked her clicky pen repeatedly in anticipation, her eyes glued on the digital clock on the wall. She hated digital clocks- they obviously didn't have second-hands, so she could tell how far into the minute it was. Were there thirty seconds until the bell, or only ten? She did a little count-down in her head several times until, finally, the bell rang. Jaeda jumped up and was among the first few out of the math classroom door. She hadn't brought much with her today, since she wanted to wait and get supplies after she knew the specifics of what each teacher wanted. She grabbed her backpack out of her locker and headed out the front doors of the school, texting on her phone as she did so. But then, as she was headed down the sidewalk that led to the parking lot- her Jeep Cherokee was clear on the other end of the lot- a couple of guys- football players, probably- were running beside her, tossing something between them. One guy tripped and stumbled into Jaeda. Jaeda managed to keep her footing, but her arm had been knocked, and her phone clattered to the sidewalk. The guys kept going, playing their little game, as Jaeda hesitantly surveyed the damage. The battery was a couple feet away, luckily unharmed, and the backing was beside it. The phone itself landed in the grass. Sighing, Jaeda walked over and picked up the battery and backing, then crouched beside the phone and started to re-assemble it.

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[alyssa meredith cohen]

starting over was something alyssa was all to used to knowing it was thanks to her twin mostly. in her mind all this was her fault, because if she hadn't gotten sick everything would just be fine. though alyssa wasn't going to lie that she did consider maybe murdering her twin sister due to the fact she was the first organ donor available which wasn't good for alyssa. she was an athlete who loved playing contact sports. in so many ways she was just one of the boys, knowing she didn't mind to get her hands dirty and wasn't high maintenance. at a young age she knew she liked girls though she kept to herself knowing it was hard for anyone to accept let alone a twelve year old who hardly knew anything. her freshman year of high school she finally came out as a full blood lesbian knowing most guys threw themselves at her because she was the unsick twin, but also the bitchy one. she knew she was somewhat of a bitch to many but that was just her nature in so many ways. she couldn't help it because she didn't want to in the least bit. she enjoyed torturing the boys by kissing on other woman that were just hot in so many ways. but to her it wasn't all that despite popular belief.

everyone had a heart, including alyssa though she didn't show it in the least bit. she knew the reason behind it was thanks to someone named celmarie who had stolen it and was slowly beating and shredding it. it was her best friend but she somehow managed to fall for the girl by her beauty, and just the fact she made her smile. it wasn't hard to make lyssa smile though to make her give a real smile was something hard for anyone to do but with celmarie that wasn't the case in the least bit. she knew it was somewhat stupid for her want to break them up she just felt though she had to knowing well she didn't want to see her get hurt by her boyfriend. in the end she knew it would always be the same with cel which was she would manage to find her way into lyssa's room crying for hours on her shoulder about this boy she had been dating. cel was bi but she only flirted with girls to please her mind knowing she didn't trust women in the least bit because of her ex girlfriend rachel who had broken her heart. cel also got into a fight with one of rachel's ex girlfriend over her while rachel was just playing both of them.

tapping her pencil she was sitting in the last class of the day looking at cel who was in another group while she worked on a chemistry project. her partner was her best friend and well she trusted that she paid more attention than she ever had, and she was tried. hearing the bell ring she pulled on her bag before walking out of the class room and slowly walked behind cel knowing she hadn't been talking the whole day much anyway. her heart was smashed again when she sat next to cel and her boyfriend skipped class to spend lunch with her and was all over her. she knew lunch was usually something lyssa enjoyed mainly due to the fact it was a place where she could flirt with any of the bi or lesbians and not get in trouble. though with her boyfriend around lyssa just wanted to stab him in the eye with her fork, though she resisted the urge with all her might before eventually leaving and going to study hall. walking down the hall she glanced up chewing on the inside of her right cheek before hugging cel lightly good bye before walking away knowing she caught that something was up. glancing to look back at cel she was with her boyfriend now, and all was good it seemed.


walking towards her car she saw her twin walking in front of two boys before watching them throw a football and somewhat run into her. but just like boys that didn't stop them from playing, walking over to her sister she looked at her and somewhat glared. "you have died yet today from being touched. bravo."

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[jaeda renée cohen]

_{THIS IS WEIRD, IT'S WEIRD, VERY WEIRD, FUCKING WEIRD, I'M}
so mad that i don't know what to do !

» Jaeda could say, in all honesty, that she did not hate Alyssa. Maybe it was ridiculous not to, because of the way Alyssa acted toward her, but Jaeda simply couldn't hate her. Naive as it sounded, Jaeda wished the other girl wouldn't hate her either. It wasn't Jaeda's fault she was sick, or that their parents were desperate to keep her alive as long as they could, or that Alyssa just so happened to be a guaranteed match. Because they had the same DNA, there was no real risk of rejection, and she wouldn't have to take anti-rejection medicine. Still, Jaeda would just as soon have taken the kidney from a stranger. She never asked Alyssa for any body parts- that was all their parents' doing. In fact, it irritated Jaeda that every time she got sick, they started forcing Alyssa to go to the hospital too, so they could harvest cells and, most recently, a kidney. The poor girl wasn't the sick one- so why was she being treated like a sick person? Jaeda said nothing at first, because a few needle pricks was nothing, and even taking bone marrow for a transplant was relatively easy. But a live kidney transplant... it was so risky. There was a reason most live donors were allowed to say "no" even up to the last second- because it was a very dangerous procedure for all involved. Jaeda already knew this, and had a very heated debate with her parents about it. She didn't want to risk Alyssa's life for her own, knowing the leukemia would probably return anyway, and besides, she was done with hospitals. Alyssa was at school at the time, so she wouldn't have known how hard Jaeda fought not to get the kidney. But Jaeda would never tell her. Maybe, in a way, it was better to let the girl hate her.

» It was somewhat of a relief that the two didn't have any of the same classes- at least not at the same time. Lunch, maybe, but if they did have the same lunch, Jaeda didn't know because all she knew was that a few friends were there and they were the ones with whom she sat. In a way, it was better like that. Based on the few times Jaeda had actually been in public school, when they had classes together and there were groups, the teacher almost always put them in the same group. Before, it would work, but now, obviously, all they would do was fight. Or, Alyssa would try to bait her into an argument. Jaeda was surprisingly non-confrontational, and just found it easier to avoid Alyssa altogether. It was just easier for her to avoid the other girl completely than to be together and constantly having to bend to her will to keep the peace. The only time the two really saw each other was at home, and even then it was just for fleeting moments, because then they'd either both go to their separate rooms, or one would go out with friends or something. It made Jaeda kind of sad, actually. Genetically, they were predispositioned to be the best of friends. But life had something else in mind for them. She could only hope that someday, if she lived that long, she and Alyssa would be close again, like they were before Jaeda got sick.

» Under normal circumstances, Jaeda would simply roll her eyes at the retardedness of football players, reassemble her phone, and resume walking to her jeep. But midway through the reassembly step, just as she was putting the battery back in, she heard a voice- a familiar one at that. It made her sigh a little. "Sorry. I'll try harder tomorrow to get a life-ending infection." Actually, for now at least, she was in no danger of infection. At least, not any more than a "healthy" person would be. It was mostly when she was on chemo that she would be constantly infected. But dying just from being touched, as Alyssa so eloquently put it, was always a possibility. Jaeda would probably always be anemic. The kind of light contact that most people wouldn't even notice almost always gave Jaeda a bruise, because she did so so easily. Who's to say one of these contacts wouldn't cause a massive internal hemorrhage? She suddenly felt very uncomfortable in her crouching position. Not physically, but mentally. It was bad enough that, standing back to back, Alyssa would have a couple inches on Jaeda- because all the illness and treatments stunted her growth somewhat- but being crouching when Alyssa was standing made her feel incredibly small. So she stood, putting the backing on her phone as she did so. "Did you need something, or were you just here to congratulate my staying-alive skills?"

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