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Give Me Another Chance
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This account is for the story Give Me Another Chance. The writers are danielle (xodaniielleee12) and Sophie (Sophhsss). We will be updated to story very often so keep reading(: We hope you like the story because we work really hard on it<3 Thank you for reading!(: also if you follow we follow back! tell us how you like it(:enjoyy:)
 












 























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My dearest readers,
I apologize for the wait.  Not only have I had severe writers block for the fast like...10 weeks, I have also been super busy.  I have school, homework, soccer, and cheerleading and it leaves like...no time for me to write.  I don't have very much free-time anymore.
I apologize,
Sophie

Hello my dear readers of Give Me Another Chance.  This is Sophie (Sophhsss), the primary writer, speaking.  Things have been very busy for me, what with school, cheerleading, and soccer all starting, I have almost no free time, except for weekends.  I will try writing tomorrow, as Monday I am going the the Great Minnesota Get Together that is the State Fair.  I don't really have much GMAC muse at the moment, so sorry if the chapter is lacking :/
Anyways, Love you all!
~Sophie
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Chapter Seven
   "Thanks for the ride Ray," I said as his really nice convertible pulled up to my house.  I was glad it was dark, because he couldn't see the tears streaming down my face.  I knew what it was.  I just knew it.  He must have heard the tears in my voice, though, because he tried to hug me.  I stepped out of the car before he could get his arms around me and shut the door.  I waved and turned around, walking into my house through my garage.  I walked into my living room to see Lacey curled up on our couch next to my mom.  My mom was crying too, but Lacey had a brave face on.  "Mom?" I said, but Lacey spoke before my Mom could.  "Summer.  Don't worry.  I have cancer, but there is chemotherapy, and Dr. Richard is a smart man.  I think I'll be fine, and I should be the most worried," she said, a small but weak smile on her face.  Sh*t, I love her so much.  She's so brave.  "Don't cry," she said to me, then stood up and gave me a hug. 
     We got to the Childrens Hospital and walked to the Cancer Wing.  I saw a girl with no hair smiling as she played a guitar.  Lacey was holding my mom's hand, nervous.  Another reason I loved Lacey more than anything, she wasn't afraid of what people thought of her.  Lacey was looking around her, a scared look on her face, but when her eyes landed on the girl playing guitar, she smiled.  The girl, who looked about 12 smiled at Lacey and waved, and Lacey took that as her cue to run over and say hi.  "Hi!" the girl said.  Lacey returned the greeting cheerfully.  "I'm Hannah," the girl with the guitar sad.  "My name is Lacey!  Can you teach me how to play your guitar?" Lacey asked.  I laughed at how open she was to strangers.  Hannah nodded, but before Lacey could try, my mom called her over.  "Lacey, we've got to go to your room," she said.  Lacey frowned, but Hannah said she could teach her another time.
     "I don't like this room," Lacey said, observing her surrounding.  White everything.  Lacey loved bright colors, and her face looked sad.  "We can redecorate later, Lace," my mom said, "But you should get some sleep.  You start chemo tomorrow.  Summer, let's go," she said.  We would be staying at the Ronald McDonald house just down the street.  "Can she please stay here?" Lacey asked.  My mom looked from Lacey, to me, then back to Lacey.  She nodded, then hurried out the room.  I turned the light out, then sat on the bed next to my little sister.  She placed her head on my legs and said, "Mommy's not taking this well.  You're going to have to be strong and brave for her."  I nodded, and minutes later Lacey was asleep.  How could I be brave and strong when my sister was like this?

  




 
Give Me Another Chance
 chapter six

  I had slept for about 5 hours when I was woken up by my phone beeping with a text.  I was guessing it would be from Cal, but it was from Ray.
Ray: What's wrong?
Me: Nothing.
Ray: Don't lie Summer
Me: My little sister probably has cancer, today is my dad's birthday who died a year ago on his birthday and my boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend.
Ray: Do you want to come over?
I thought about it awhile before replying:
Sure.  I'll have my mom drive me over.
      I waved at my mom as she pulled out of Ray's driveway.  She waved back then drove away, and I stood at the front door, admiring his house.  Then I knocked.  It was about 10 seconds before Ray opened, and I threw my arms around him, tears spilling out of my eyes.  He stood awkwardly for a few seconds, possibly shocked that I hugged him, before embracing me in his surprisingly muscular arms.  I stepped back and wiped my eyes before he said, "Hey Summer."  I looked at my feet, a little embarrassed that I had hugged him.  "Hi," I said, my eyes wandering around his foyer.  It was so big and beautiful.  "Nice place," I said.  He shrugged, "Come on in.  You can make yourself comfortable.  Do you want anything to drink? we have everything."  I chewed on my lip, then said, "Diet Coke," before flopping myself on an extremely large, comfy couch in his living room.  He came back and handed me my drink before saying, "Tell me about your sister."  I sighed and smiled.  "Her name is Lacey.  She's 7 years old and the light of my life.  Sometimes I think she's the reason I'm alive.  She is super smart, wise beyond her years, and gives great advice.  She loves playing soccer with me, and is really great at it.  She's been out of school for a week because she hasn't been feeling well, got really bruised from a small fall and had a major bloody nose last night.  That's when we brought her to the hospital and...yea," my gaze fell.  "She sounds great," he said.  I looked up, and said, "She is.  Tell me about your family."  He sat down next to me and said, "It's just me, my mom, and my dad in this huge house.  My dad's a lawyer and my mom's a surgeon.  They aren't home much.  They won't be home til late tonight because my mom has a surgery and my dad is working on a major case right now." His eyes turned sad.  "You don't like when they're gone, do you?" I asked.  He shook his head.  We continued talking like this for about an hour when the subject of my dad came up.  "He was an engineer.  Really great guy.  Perfect all-American dad.  He taught me and Lacey how to play soccer, how to catch a football, how to fish, everything.  We meant the world to him.  We had a birthday dinner set up for him and told him to stay at work late.  If we hadn't told him that he would still be alive.  On his way home, a drunk driver drove into the other lane and hit my dad head on.  He died instantly, which I think of as a plus because he didn't have to suffer at all."  That was me, always finding the silver lining.  "You know, Ray, I've never really talked to you, but I feel like I've known you my whole life."  He looked down.  "You don't remember, do you?  1st through 3rd grade we were best friends.  4th grade you left me for Payton," he said.  I had to think for awhile before I remembered.  "Oh my goodness!" I said, "I totally forgot about you.  Sorry."  I hung my head.  "It's okay Summer," he said.  I kept my head down.  "No it's not I," I was cut off when he tilted my head up with his thumb and kissed me.  It was a second before I kissed back.  Something drove me to do it.  Ray was a great kisser.  The kiss only last about 5 seconds when I pulled away.  "Oh God, I'm such an idiot, I'm so sorry Summer!" he said, jumping off the couch.  "No, Ray, it's fine.  It's okay.  I kissed back for a reason," I smiled.  "Oh.  Okay.  I'm sorry," he said again.  I replied by patting the couch next to me twice.  He sat down and I rested my head on his shoulder.  He pulled me in with his muscular arms and hugged me.  He let me loose when my phone beeped.  It was a text from my mom.

'Honey, I need you home right now.'


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   chapter five

   I woke up the next morning in my bed, hoping the previous night had been just a dream.  My world came crashing down when my mom came into my room, bags under her eyes, red from tears.  "Good morning sweetie," she said, forcing a smile.  "Morning mom," I smiled, trying to comfort her.  She just walked out of my room as though she were a ghost that could blow away at any moment.  Today was November 20th, my dads birthday, one year from the day he died.  I looked up at my ceiling and said, "Happy 31st birthday, Dad," I said.  My parents had me when they were 15.  That's why Lacey is so much younger than me.  Unlike most teen parents, they didn't struggle at all.  Both sets of my grandparents are very wealthy.  And unlike most teen parents, they got married, had another kid, and stayed together until one died.  My mom still goes by our last name and still wears her wedding ring.  I walked downstairs to see a piece of toast with peanut butter on it.  My mom must have been even more upset than I thought she was; she didn't even make me breakfast.  I sighed and ate it.  "Summer, I'm taking the day off from work to stay with Lacey and I'm bringing her with us," my mom said.  I turned to her to see Lacey sleeping in her arms and nodded.
       Once again, Cal wasn't waiting for me at my locker when I got to school.  I waited for him, then decided it was hopeless and went to first period.  By lunch time I still hadn't seen him, or Payton for that matter.  I sat down with some other friends, took a couple bite from my pizza, then excused myself.  I was going to go look for them.  I had searched every hallway and was about to give up, when I remember one hallway that wasn't used anymore.  Since our school had been totally rebuilt, you had to go through the teachers bathroom to get to this one hallway.  I tested the handle on the one-person bathroom to make sure no one was in there, then walked through.  I slowly opened the door, just in case there was anyone in the hallway.  What I was broke my heart.  No, it shattered it into a million pieces.
       Payton was kissing Cal, Cal was kissing back.  And when I say kissing, I mean tongue in the mouth, Payton's legs wrapped around Cal's waist, Cal pushing Payton's back into the lockers, full on make out.  My best friend and my boyfriend.  A small whimper escaped from my throat and Payton turned her head towards me, eyes wide, but Cal continued to kiss along her jaw line.  "Oh my God, Summer," Payton said, and this time Cal looked up.  Tears were forming in my eyes.  "Sum..." Cal said, but I began talking.  "By the way guys, we found out Lacey probably has cancer.  Cal, you can have Payton.  I'm done with you," I said, turning on my heel before they could answer.  I ran into a student bathroom and called my mom, still crying, and told her to pick me up.  She said she would be there in 30 minutes.  I stayed in the bathroom until my mom called me to say she was there.  I ran out of the bathroom and plowed into who other than Ray.  I just kept walking to the front doors.  When I saw our small black car, I broke into a sprint and threw open the door, jumping in.  "Honey?" my mom said.  I gasped for breath through my tears.  "Cal.  Cheated," I said.  She shook her head said, "Sum, I'm sorry."  I shook my head, then said, "And it was with Payton."  She reached over, keeping one hand on the wheel, and stroked my brown hair.
     

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Chapter Four
    The minute I got home I ran upstairs and threw myself on my bed.  I groaned as I sunk into the memory foam, wondering what was up with Cal.  I decided to text him.  I took my green and black Samsung Restore out of my backpack and punched in a message.  It said, "Uh, hey.  Why were you acting so weird today?" I turned on my radio and listened to music for 10 minutes before looking at my phone.  No reply.  I started on my homework then.  Once I had finished math homework, I checked my phone again.  Still no reply.  I threw it at my bed and started on my Science homework when it beeped.  I looked at the screen and a message from Cal popped up.  It read: 'I'm not babe.  Don't worry.  Didn't get much sleep.  Love you.'  I didn't respond to it, but continued on with my homework until I heard Lacey yell, "Summerrrrrr!" and her little foot steps pounding up the stairs, then 4 loud booms.  I was out of my room before Lacey could even say "Ow!"  I ran down to check on her and I saw tears spilling out of her eyes.  "Lacey baby are you okay?" I asked, a worried look on my face.  She nodded her head then stood up.  I looked at her legs and my hand shot up to my mouth.  They were already covered in huge, purple bruises.  She looked down at her legs then began crying.  Not because she was hurting, but because she was scared.  I hugged her and my mom ran up to the landing where we were standing.  "What happened?" she asked.  I turned Lacey around then pointed at her legs and said, "She fell down the stairs only a minute ago.  She shouldn't be bruising so quickly or so badly."  A sob escaped Lacey's throat and she cried, "I want Daddyy!"  I bit my lip and looked at my mom.  My dad had died almost exactly a year ago in a car crash.  He was driving home from work on his birthday, which is tomorrow, when a drunk driver swerved into the other lane and hit my dad's car head on.  I hugged Lacey, trying to comfort her,  when she squealed in pain.  I looked at her arms and saw that they too were covered in bruises.  I held her hand and walked her downstairs to watch her favorite show, Wizards of Waverly Place, with her.
     "Dinner!" my mom called an hour later.  I had just about finished my homework, so I put a pencil in the page I was on in the book I was reading for English.  Just 5 more pages and I would be done with homework.  I walked to the kitchen table and saw Lacey already sitting there, her bruises worse than they had been when I left her watching TV.  My mom put some spaghetti and salad on three plates, placed on in front of each of us, then sat down.  We ate dinner in silence until Lacey said in a worried tone, "Momma?"  I looked up at her and saw what she was worried about.  Her nose was pouring blood.  I screamed, ran to the laundry room, and grabbed a towel.  I placed it under her nose and said, "Mom, something's way wrong with her.  We need to get her to the hospital."  My mom nodded and we all got into the car, the towel still under Lacey's nose.
    My mom and I sat nervously in the waiting room.  Lacey had been brought back by herself for testing.  My mom was chewing on her lip and I was nervously playing with the bottom of my shirt when a man dressed in all white stepped into the waiting room.  "Mrs. Andrews?" he asked.  My mom stood up.  "That's me," she said, "How's Lacey?"  The doctor looked down and tears started pouring down my face.  "It's not looking good," he said.  "We ran some tests and won't get the results back until tomorrow night, but Mrs. Andrews, it's looking like cancer.  T-Cell Leukemia to be exact."  My mom buried her face in her hands and I screamed "No!"  My mom hugged me just before I trembled, sobbed, and passed out.
 
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Chapter Three
    Just as I was about to walk out the door, I felt two small arms wrap around me.  I turned around to see my 7 year old sister Lacey smiling through the space where her two front teeth should have been.  She was still in her pajamas and her brown hair was still wavy from the braids I had taken out yesterday.  "You still sick Lace?" I asked.  She looked up at me with big brown eyes and nodded.  Lacey had been super lethargic lately, and wasn't acting like her normally bouncy self.  My mom, who had been getting the car started, peeked her head in through the door, "Time to go Sum.  Lacey, Sarah's on her way over," she said.  Sarah's our 23 year old neighbor who helps Lacey get ready for school, but since she's been sick, Sarah's been staying with her all day.  "Bye Summy!" Lacey said.  "Bye Monkey," I said, giving her a hug.  I turned, walked out the door, and got into the passenger side of our black Ford Fusion.
      The half hour car ride to my private school was pretty much uneventful.  My mom quizzed me on World History material for most of the ride, but when we were about 5 minutes from school, I said, "Mom, I'm worried about Lace.  The doctors said the medicine would make her feel better and give her more energy, but she still seems so tired all the time."  My mom looked at me with worried eyes.  We had the same eyes, both electric blue.  "I know.  Someone her age and activity level shouldn't be so sick," she said.  I nodded, then looked at my big school, which we had pulled up to.  "Bye Mom, love ya," I said before stepping out of the car.
         I waited at my locker.  Why hadn't Cal come to see me yet? He was usually waiting at my locker when I got there, if not on his way.  But I had been at school for 10 minutes already.  I grabbed the books for first period and decided to go looking for him.  I dropped my books off in the English room, then went to Cal's locker.  I saw him talking to my best friend Payton, who has already been mentioned.  "Hey guys!" I said, waving my hand through the air.  "Hi Summer," Payton said.  "Oh. Um, hi Summer," Cal said nervously.  He was acting weird.  Whatever.  I walked up to him and gave him a hug, and he slowly and awkwardly hugged back.  What was wrong with him?  "I, um, gotta go to Science," he said. "Me too," Payton said.  They walked away together, leaving me alone.  I sighed then walked to English.
     The rest of the day breezed by.  Cal was acting so strange though.  He didn't even talk to me during lunch.  Payton talked to me, but very little.  It was mostly her and Cal talking.  I left early, making the excuse that I had to study for World History.  Walking out of the lunch room, I ran into Ray.  He grabbed my shoulders as if to steady me.  "Hey Summer," he smiled.  I shook myself free from his grasp and walked past him saying "Hi."  I walked to the bathroom and re-applied my makeup, not able to wait for the day to be over.  As soon as the final bell rang I packed up my backpack and was in our car in less than 5 minutes ......

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chapter two 


I don't even know why I gave Ray my number.  He's not really someone I would ever talk to if he didn't text me.  People say looks can be everything, but if they were, Ray would be popular, because he is quite good looking.  Not as good looking, of course, as my boyfriend.  Cal.  Sweet, amazingly attractive Cal.  I'm sure he will have some big role in the story of my love life.  I don't see why Ray still flirts with me even though I'm taken.  Whatever floats his boat.

 

 

 

"Summer!" my mom called.  "Fall, Winter, Spring," I said boredly.  I looked at my clock.  7:15, breakfast time, and my mom always made the best breakfasts.  I painted the last toenail, then ran downstairs wearing. a pair of skinny jeans, a blue v-neck, and one of Cal's sweatshirts in my hand.  "What's for breakfast, mother dearest?" I asked.  She smiled at me, not looking up from her hands, which she was washing.  "Chocolate chip pancakes," she said, motioning towards a plate with two steaming flapjacks on it.  "Yay," I smiled.  "What's going on today?"  she asked, wiping her hands dry on her pants.  "I have a World History test," I said with my mouth full.  "Sum, don't talk with your mouth full."  I rolled my eyes and said, "Sorry Mom," which came out as "Sorr Om." She laughed at me, then said, "Go get in the car.  Don't want to be late for school.


 

Hey there everyone who read the first chapter of Give Me Another Chance.  This is Sophie speaking.  Danielle wrote the 1st chapter.  And to all who have been asking for the 2nd chapter, it's my fault it's so late.  I wrote it, then before I could email it had to go to cheerleading practice, then to my cousins, and I ended up spending the night.  So it will be on soon.  Love y'all!
Give Me Another Chance
 
chapter one

I was in my room painting my toenails pink when my phone vibrated.

It was a text from Raymond, but everyone calls him Ray.

He has short but kind of messy black hair. He has bright blue eyes and his skin is a nice even color. Hes tall and muscular but he isn't the most popular guy because he is a little dorky but super sweet and funny. Rays in my grade, we are both sophmores but he is 16 and i am 15 turning 16 soon.

The text said "hey beautiful;)" he would flirt with me like that.

But honestly i don't think i'm that pretty.

I am short but in shape. I also have light brown hair and blue eyes. My hair is longish and i won best hair in 8th grade and i get that i'm pretty a lot. I am pretty tan and i'm part of the popular crowd but not the most popular.

The most popular girl is Payten. She is tall, blonde, and every guys dream. 

I slid my keyboard open and texted back "Hey Ray"