JADE

Two weeks have passed and Lance has finally been allowed to leave the hospital. Though he is supposed to come for weekly checkups.

"I wonder why." He said. "It's not as if I will still survive it if it isn't replaced." I shoved him harshly.

"Please, let us not discuss the subject of death. I do not like it." He laughed.

Today is Saturday. We are at the mall. Lance wants to shop for clothes for school.

"I have to look like who I have always wanted to look like, but couldn't because I didn't have the guts to." He said. I asked him what it was and he says "a bad guy." He then smiles a crooked smile. I laugh loudly. I can't imagine the shy Lance dressed as a bad boy.

"Okay then, take your time," I say and smile. A whole thirty minutes pass before he finds the right clothes. We pay for them and leave for the salon. On arriving there, I find out that Lance has already booked an appointment.

"You prepared for this," I say.

"Of course. Now just wait till you see my complete...