I looked at the time clock quickly ticking away. I had three seconds to make a 3-pointer, I shot the ball. The time clock sounded right after the ball swished in the basket.
"YES!" I heard my team mates scream. We had one the state championship! Let me introduce myself. My name is Carly Sanders and I am a 17 year old senior, straight A student, and vice president or the class at MWHS. I am the captain of the womens basketball team, and I am your basic overachiever. I had been offered scholarships to many colleges, but I think I've decided on UNC. I am about 5'8" with long strawberry blond hair and blue eyes. My team mates were all screaming as we ran out onto the floor.
"Jamie?" I said to one of them, who was also a senior but was 18, "I feel kind of dizzy.." Those were my last words before I passed out.
When I awoke I saw my mom and my dad sitting on the other side of the room. "What happened?" I asked.
"You passed out at the game so we had an ambulance take you here."
Just then the doctor walked in. "I'm afraid we have some terrible news," he started, "It seems your daughter has developed a rare form of Luekemia, and we must start Chemotherapy very soon."
So now you know why I am here in the hospital. The doctor spent the next few hours explaining chemotherapy, and its side effects. I have to stay in the hospital for a long time while they run tests to see how bad it actually is. I didn't hear a word the doctor said. *I can't have cancer!* I thought, *I am completely healthy. This has to be a nightmare*. But it wasn't so here I am a week later. They said I'd be starting chemo within the next week. Right now I'm expecting some guy my mom was trying to hook me up with. From her I learned that he is near my age, a little older, and that she liked him a lot. She met him when she was in Orlando visiting my aunt. There was a knock at the door.
"Come in!" I said cheerily.
"Hey," the guy said as he walked through the door. I gasped. The person my mom had hooked me up with was none other than Justin Timberlake.
*He's even hotter in real life* I thought, staring at the man whose face wallpapers my room at home. I was lost in my own little world when I realized he was still standing there.
"Um.. hi, I'm Carly," I could've killed myself for how lame that sounded. "Sorry about this," I said, "My mom has this thing with fixing me up with people."
"That's ok," he laughed, "No problem here." We talked for hours about nothing in particular, since I knew basically everything about him already.
"Well, I gotta go, I've got a photo shoot in an hour. I'll be back tomorrow!" He left.
I sighed. I sat on my bed daydreaming for a few minutes when the nurse came in. "Dr. Bentley said for me to tell you we are starting Chemo tomorrow."
"ok," I replied. I didn't like to show it but I was scared so much that it wouldn't work. I am only seventeen. Seventeen year olds shouldn't be faced with death. That night I went to sleep thinking about Justin.
I woke up that morning to see they had already put in the IV to start the treatment. I already felt sick. It was terrible I couldn't eat, and I always felt like I was going to throw up. Justin came later that day to cheer me up. "Hey," I mumbled. "How's it going?" he asked. *Well, duh* I thought. "Not so good. Man this sucks." I responded. We talked to each other as if we had known each other for years.
As the days passed, I got used to the chemotherapy, and I could walk around okay. Justin had visited me every day. Some of the friends I met when I visited UNC, Nikki and Julie, stopped by once. My coach came by yesterday. I thought about Justin for a while when the doctor came in with my parents. "You better sit down," he started, a grim look on his face, "I have some bad news..."
(A. N.:Well, I decided to be a jerk and not tell you what the news is until later, but it's in one of these chapters! hahaha!)
My parents and my doctor left after telling me the terrible news. Just then Justin walked in. I gave a fake smile, so I wouldn't have to tell him until later.
"Hey, whatsup?" I asked.
"Not much," he sighed. We just sat there for a few minutes.
"Hey, Carly?" he asked.
"Yeah?"
"Are you going to the hospital benefit dance tonight?" he asked.
"I am now!" I laughed.
"You wanna go with me?"
"Sure," I smiled.
"Well, see you there. Sorry I can't stay but we start filming the movie today."
"Bye," I said as he walked out. *I'll have to tell him the news tonight* I thought, *But right now I'm going to find something to wear.* I rummaged through my suitcase for something at least kind of formal, and I found a baby-blue halter top dress. *Mom packs everything* I laughed. I fell asleep and woke up an hour before the dance. I got ready, attempted to fix my hair, and waited for him. While I was waiting I was trying to figure out how to break "the news" to him.
When he came to pick me up, I thought that no man could ever be hotter than he looked at that moment. He was wearing baggy khakis and a navy and baby blue shirt from the gap.
"You look great," he said as we walked out the door together.
"You look hot," I replied bluntly. He looked so shocked I laughed. He led me to the cafeteria where the dance was to be held. They were playing "Still" by 98 degrees (I love that song!) He pulled me to the dance floor.
"Now it's my turn to be blunt," he whispered as he leaned forward and kissed me. We pulled apart and danced slowly to the rest of the song. I lost it when they started playing "I Will Remember you". We were still dancing and I started crying when I heard the lyrics say "Weep not for, the memories." *I can't lead him on like this,* I thoght through my tears, *I have to tell him, now.* Right then he noticed I was crying.
"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly.
I led him out of the cafeteria.
"Justin," I started, butilding up my courage, "You know the chemo they said was my only chance? Well, it didn't work."
"What do you mean?" he said, and i could see he was trying his best not to cry, "It has to work. There has to be something they can do! They're freakin' doctors dammit!"
I was still crying. Suddenly I saw a sadness in his eyes. "Come here," he said softly and pulled me close. "Now its my turn. Carly, will you be my girlfriend?" "Justin, that wouldn't be fair to you.." I started to say. "Yes it would," he interupted. "I want to be there for you. I will be there. I really like you, in fact I think I'm falling for you." He tilted my head up and kissed me.
"That's an offer I can't refuse," I whipered. He brushed a stray strand of hair off my face and kissed me again. I smiled. "Now lets get in there and dance." We both laughed and ran into the hospital hand in hand.
As soon as we walked back in, my mom came up to me with tears in her eyes and said, "Carly, we learned about a new treatment they're offering! You still have a chance!"
"OMFG!" I screamed. Everyone in the room turned and looked at me. I didnt care. I grabbed Justin and leaned in for a kiss, forgetting for a while that mom was still standing there. For the rest of the night Justin and I danced more closely than ever before. When I finally had to say goodbye to him, I was already thinking about how this was the best night of my life. Even though It was great news that they found a treatment, I suddenly felt depressed for some reason. I dont know why, but I suddenly had a feeling that my life was not going to last much longer. I opened my journal and began to write a letter to Justin. *If something should happen to me,* I thought, *then he is going to know how I feel about him.* I finished it, put it in an envelope that said "Justin" and stuck in under my bed. Then I drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
The next day I went home from the hospital. The new treatment could be taken at home so of course I wanted to leave the hospital. I walked in the door, and the first thing i did was get something to eat. (What can I say? Hospital food sucks. well n e way..). I got a box of oreo O's to munch on and went to my room. I looked at the baby blue coloring scheme and my Nsync posters and it seemed like I had been gone for months. The phone rang. "Hello?" I said. "Yo, Carly?" the other voice said. "Yeah?" "This is Joey, Justin's busy right now so he asked me to call to see how everything was." "Everything's perfect," i sighed. Luckily he didnt pick up on the sarcasm in my voice. "Great, and he wanted to know if you're doing anything today. We're having a little party, just us 5 guys, you, and if you wanna bring your friends thats ok too." "Sure, I can come," I said, suddenly feeling better. "Cool. Justin will pick u you up at 5:00. Well I gotta go now," he said. "mmmk bye," I said hanging up the phone. I scribbled a note to my parents and took the key to go to the mall. She wouldn't be home for a long time, but I knew Id be at the party. As started to walk out the door, i felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and realized that I had been stabbed. I looked at the face person who did it and right before I blacked out I recognized her.
~*~Justin's P.O.V.~*~
*Where is she?* I thought as me and the guys just sat there waiting.
"Hey, Joey, are you sure she said she could come?" I asked impatiently.
"Yeah, man, I'll call again and ask whats taking so long." He responded, picking up his cell phone. It rang once. twice. three times. He let it keep ringing, and no one picked up. "I guess she's on her way," He told me.
So we just waited, and waited. We were sitting there until about an hour after the phone call. Finally I stood up. "Somethings not right," I said serioiusly.
"Well, duh" Chris laughed, "Your girlfriends an hour late!"
I shot him an evil glare. "I'm just kidding man, I'll go check on her if you give me the address."
"OK," Justin replied. "Go ahead."
~*~Chris' POV ~*~
Ten minutes later I parked in her driveway. The door was open and the light were on. I started walking towards the house, and I saw some one laying in the doorway. I looked closer. "Shit!" I yelled, as I dialed 911. I realized that the person who did this might still here. That's when I found the note. I told the 911 operator what happened and she said they were on the way. I read the note to her:
"Dearest Carly,
HA! If I can't have Justin, then you wont either. I doubt youll EVER be alive to read this, but all of your little friends can read it and be scared out of their pretty little minds. Oh, and wont Justy be devasted to know that this was his fault? Aww, poor baby. You were just too perfect, you had everything, and now its gone. Ironic huh? Love, Guess Who?" He looked down and saw that in her last moments, Carly had managed to scribble "It was brit---". Right then he knew who it was.
~*~ JC's point of view ~*~
It has been two days since Carly Lynn Sanders was pronounced dead at the scene by 911 paramedics. I wasn't sure Justin was going to be all right. All he did was lay around crying, he hasnt eaten (uh, oh thats REALLY bad), or slept that I know of. Britney Spears was behind bars for life. Everone knew about the note except Justin, we didnt have the heart to tell him. We are all sitting at the funeral, and Justin was getting ready to do the eulogy. "Carly was my girlfriend for only 2 days, but I felt like I knew her my whole life. She was just one of those people. I fell in love with her the minute I saw her, and I know that shes looking down on me right now. I love you, baby, and I'll miss you beyond words. Why do some have to die so young? That question will never be answered until we are at the gates of heaven, and can ask god himself." He paused getting choked up. "Carly, I want you to know that I love you even in death, you'll always be alive in my heart. I'll never forget you, please dont forget me. Now I have two angels in heaven," he said, stepping down and taking his seat. He blew a kiss toward the sky.
~*~Justin's POV~*~
I was looking through her things the next day, trying to find something that I could remember her by. I picked up an envelope. It said "Justin" so I opened it: June 24th, 1999 *OMG this was one day before it happened* he thought and read on.
"Dear Justin, I wrote this so you will know how I feel about you. I love you and always will. Before I met you, I thought I was whole. But then afterwards, I realized how lonely I was before. You made my life complete, and for that you have my heart. Please dont break it. If anything should happen to me, I want you to know how much you helped me. I love you more than life itslef and If I get to heaven first then I'll be waiting for you. I'll be your guardian angel LOL" Love eternally, Carly"
He finished it with tears in his eyes, and knew she was watching over him. He knew he was a better person for knowing her.