CHAPTER ONE

This is crazy. My parents are crazy. Okay, don't get me wrong. I have a love and hate relationship when it comes to studying but, uh.. No, not real school. I don't think I'm ready yet. I mean, school sounds fun but the people.

"Come on, Elle. Don't you want this? You're finally gonna be free to go out just like any teenager!" My doctor or neurologist, Dr. Cassandra Hayward, said trying to persuade me. I just crossed my arms at them as I swayed my feet while sitting on the examination table.

"Uhh, not super free, of course there will still be some limitatio--" My mom was cut off by my dad with a look. She sighed and continued, "Okay, honey. Look, this is good for you. You can finally socialize, don't worry, we will help you out. I'm pretty sure the kids in Roselake will welc-" I scoffed.

"Or bully me? Guys, you do realize how dramatic high school could be, right? And oh gosh, I don't even have any friends, I mean the only person I could consider as a friend is my cousin, Brianna. I'd probably puke in people's faces before I even make friends with them." I saw my dad rolled his eyes while my doctor just shook her head. "I can just continue homeschooling to finish high school, I mean, if I'm going to enter school, it'll be just a year anyway. We can just have this problem when I'm about to enter college, yeah?" I continued. They all just looked at each other, giving knowing looks.

"Besides, am I really good to go to be a normal kid? Like, am I allowed to get tired already? I mean, what if I had an episode inside the school? Jeez! People will find me a freak. Nope! No! No to real school!" I said while biting my nails, I bite my nails when I get really nervous.

"Stop biting your nails, dear." My dad walked to me and put my hand down.

"Your seizures are much lesser and weaker these past two years and your EEGs and other tests show nothing bad, Elle. And if you're worried about having episodes inside the school, don't be. I will be the one to brief the whole school staff, even your classmates, on what to do in case you'll have an attack." Dr. Hayward told me. Okay, the tell-the-whole-school thing didn't help. Ugh!

"And also, isn't this good for you? You can finally socialize! You can finally do whatever you want. Sports, but not too heavy and fatal. Dance, singing or whatever you want. Even a boyfriend!" Dr. Hayward happily told me and my dad coughed at her. I just rolled my eyes but I heard my mom sighed, I looked at her.

"I know you're scared, honey. I'm scared too. Your dad, too. Even Dr. Cassandra. But we can't just lock you inside the house forever. This isn't about dramas in high school, or just a year in high school. You need to see and experience the real world. Elle, the world has been waiting for you." My mom told me and I felt my dad held my hand and gave it a squeeze. I looked at Dr. Hayward and she gave me a reassuring smile. I sighed.

"Okay. Fine but I better get a huge amount of allowance for missing it these past years." I said and they all chuckled. 

They have a point, though. All my life, my routine was, HOME - HOMESCHOOL - DOCTOR APPOINTMENTS. Not that I wasn't allowed to go out of the house, it's just that the doctors didn't want me to get tired and get stressed out too much because it would trigger my seizures—I'm an epileptic person and my seizures are wild and crazy when they attack the hell out of me.

So, most of my days, I'm usually just inside the house doing homeschool and thanks to technologies, Netflix and internet...and fangirling over Taylor Swift. I think the farthest place from home I've gone was the Town's Park which is 3 blocks away from home, my parents would bring me there once in a while and the town's mall.

"Okay, good decision, dear. Mr. and Mrs. Hernandez, so this is what we should do..." I just closed my eyes while I let the adults talk to each other, and think to myself all the possible occurrences that could happen in the upcoming new chapter of my life. I shook my head and sighed.

After the adults finished talking, they all bid their goodbyes to each other. I hopped off the examination table and waved goodbye to my doctor. "Good luck, Elle." I gave her a small smile before heading out but I stopped in my tracks.

"Oh wait, here."

"Thought you'd finally break your record." Dr. Hayward smiled at me while looking at the "artworks" that I did. I've been giving her abstract drawings that I always do whenever my migraine or a small headache would attack since the day she became my doctor. I always give it to her every appointment.

"Well, yes, I haven't break my record. Isn't this a sign that I should stay homeschooled? I mean these headaches..." I said jokingly while wiggling my eyebrows.

"Nice try, dear. You know it's pretty normal because of your medications. But if it gets too--"

"I know. I know. Tell mom and dad right way. Anyway, gotta go! Bye!" I cut her off knowing what she's about to say and waved bye to her.

Yeah, Good luck, Elle.