Just Hazel (#2 Blog Post)

"Just Hazel" she said.

 I met a girl named Hazel Grace and I would have to say she is fascinating. I approached her after Support Group to properly introduce myself to her. Her name is Hazel Grace Lancester. I told her that she's beautiful, explaining I enjoy looking at beautiful people. I can't deny myself from small pleasures of existence. I've decided a while ago that I would enjoy the small pleasures, such as beautiful people.
She is like Natalie Portman in V for Vendetta with the short pixie haircut. In the movie, Natalie dislikes authority and ends to fall for a guy who she knows is trouble.

"It's your autobiography, so far as I can tell." I say.

She didn't say anything afterwards and sometimes I can't help but wonder what goes through her mind. Besides the cancer, I mean.

 After that, I invited Hazel Grace over to my house so we could watch V for Vendetta since she's never seen it. While she waited for her mother to drive by, I took out an unlit cigarette. That seemed to really bother Hazel Grace but what she didn't know is that I never light them up. I like to think of it as a metaphor. You put the killing thing between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing.
Her mother allowed her to come over and I drove horribly to my house with Hazel Grace in the passenger seat. Maybe I should have told her that I've failed my drivers test three times beforehand, noticing the terrified look on her face.

During the car ride, she told me about her cancer. When Hazel Grace was thirteen, she was diagnosed with Stage IV thyroid cancer. She had to get a surgery called radical neck dissection. Hazel Grace had more problems with her lungs, making it difficult for her to breath and that's why she has the tank.

 We arrived at my house and were welcomed by my parents' "Encouragements." The house was filled with engravings and needlepointed pillows of encouraging words like "Home is Where the Heart Is" and "Family Is Forever." 

 I introduced Hazel Grace (she prefers Hazel) to my parents and showed Hazel the basement. All of my old basketball trophies were in the basement. This was before I got my leg removed and before my prosthetic leg. I wasn't too bad at basketball, that explains all the trophies. Besides the trophies, I had some signed basketballs, which were just cancer perks. Cancer perks are when us cancer patients get more things than a regular kid just because we're sick. It's great for us but I find it silly at times.

 We finished watching V for Vendetta and it was time to take Hazel home. Before she left the car I suggested we see each other again tomorrow. She agreed and I was really happy. I have to admit that I was a bit nervous to ask Hazel Grace out again but it wasn't too bad. I like Hazel Grace.