He wasn’t very athletic, nor one of those “bad boy” types who seemed to always be sneaking around with a cigarette or a girl.
The fact that girls seemed to go for guys like that, was almost enough to bring him back to the “girls are stupid” phase, except for her. Julie.
She had everything a 14 year old boy could long for and more. The only problem was that Julie was popular, aka blind to the rest of humanity, especially nobodies like him.
So Tod daydreamed about doing something amazing.
When the news segment was about a school shooting in Florida, he fantasized about being the kid who took the gunman down and saved the class.
If the weatherman mentioned the possibility of strong storms, he fantasized about leading Julie’s class out of a damaged school.
Even his dreams were about giving Julie the Heimleich maneuver or saving her from a distracted driver at the crosswalk.
He’d be the hero somehow. It felt like his destiny.
In one year he’d gone from being unpopular to the most popular kid in school, and now, here he was reading a note from Julie, and she’s calling him her hero.
One year of tests, diagnoses, medications and hospitals was all it took to be a hero. Well, that and his life.
He’d never imagined dying in a hospital bed before he turned 16, but he could feel it coming. Funny, he thought to himself.