Quite note: This story shall only (unless requested multiple times) be told in Camille's Point of View. Thanks.

"Camille? Camille? CAMILLE!" There was a male voice above me, obviously concerned... Someone with black hair?

"We've got to get her to hospital!" A new voice. It came from someone with muddy blond hair... Standing next to some girl with long brown hair that was about his shoulder height

The world around me began to spin, I staggered a bit until someone put an arm around me to keep me stable.

"Are you okay? Camille? Camille?" A girl with dark blond hair shook my shoulders and shook them, trying to get my attention back to reality.

"She's gonna be okay! Right?" A panicked voice with a slight latin accent spoke. "Right? Logan? She's going to be okay, RIGHT?" The person that was speaking was racking his hair out.

I tried to reach an arm out, trying to grab at the unknown. "I'm... Okay..." I managed to work out, my eyesight becoming more and more hazy.

"Don't talk. Save your energy." The black haired, anonymous boy spoke again. "Just wait for the ambulance."

I was confused. I didn't need an ambulance! I was just... So... sleepy... Where's my bed? Why isn't it dark yet?

As some ambulance sirens began to close in, my vision began to haze even more. There was two of each object. I began to felt dizzy, as I clutched my head whilst I fell down into a pair of arms. I saw people bursting through the door with medical gear. Who was it for? I scanned the room, there was orange couches... A kitchen... A TV... Some sort of black comb and cuda spray left on the kitchen counter... A black helmet... And heavy calculus text books stacked on a wide, but small bookshelf... And... Was there a swirly slide indoors?

"Over here! I think she's going to pass out!" A little girl spoke as she pointed to me madly.

I suddenly felt something warm and wet on my head. I looked at my hand. It was red. Why was it red? Was I finger painting? Or was it just some sort of cranberry juice that I had spilled?

My surroundings began to turn deathly dark. Everything was so black... Why was the world so black?... So black...Black... Dark... Is it night time already? I'm getting really sleepy... So... sleepy...

I forced my eyes open, seeing some unknown faces above me. Who's hand is that?... Oh wait... That's my hand... But who are those people? My friends? Family? In fact... What was my name, again? Was it Caylen? No... Catherine? No... Katie? Um... Caitlin? ... Why couldn't I remember... What was my job? An artist? What was my-

"Camille! You're okay!" The boy with black hair that was sitting to my right, was insanely happy. Was he crying? What'd I do? Wait a minute... He was... happy... Strange anonymous boy...

"Camille! You're finally awake!" I was puzzled and scanned all of their expressions. They all looked so happy for some reason... Like the raven haired guy.

"Who's Camille?" I asked, bewildered as I sat up on the bed. I swung the pillow around me so that I could rest my arms on it.

Their joyful expressions dropped and turned more worrisome.

"... You're Camille..." Some guy with smooth chestnut hair said, dropping his black comb before scampering around to get it again..

"Oh..." I nodded, remembering everything about me. I looked down at myself. Why was I in a hospital bed? I touched the spot on my head where there was previously red stuff. Instead of feeling hair, I felt some sort of material wrapped around my head.

"So... Why am I here?" I asked. They all exchanged worried glances with each other, making me worried as well..

"You hit your head... It was pretty bad." The male with a faint latin accent said. "We had to get you to hospital." I nodded, still confused, but starting to understand the situation.

"So then... Who are all you people?" They all gawked and gaped at me, making me give them a confused expression back. "Well?.." I prompted them, making a hand gesture while I was at it.

"Y-y-you don't remember us?" A smaller girl with brown hair asked, making a puppy dog face.

"Aaaaawww! You're so cute, Katie!" I wanted to scoop her up and hug her, but she was too far away as she was standing at the end of the bed.. Katie's expression brightened the second she heard her name.

"Well... I'm Jo..." The girl with dark blond hair said. "I'm your best fri-"

"Jo!" I suddenly remembered her.

She has her own show, lives in Palm Woods and is also an actress! And she's also the girlfriend of -

"Kendall!" He grinned, Hi-fiving - "James!" I was so glad that I could remember each of them one by one. But who was... The latin boy... And the black haired boy?

The two stared at me intently, like their stares would help me remember.

"Here are your corndogs." A lady handed the latin two corndogs...

"Carlos!" He threw one of the two corn dogs away and jumped up and down excitedly with one in his mouth. I chuckled, I honestly didn't know if he was excited I remembered him, or if he finally got the corndogs he ordered.

"Wooo hooo!" He cheered, grinning from ear to ear. I was surprised his muscles could even stretch that far. "Remember Logain yet?" He asked, taking the corndog out of his mouth.

Logan... I felt a small ring of familiarity to it.

"Wait... You... Are... Logan?" I gripped his shoulder, making him smile at me with so much love. I felt endlessly guilty for what I was about to tell him. "I'm sorry... I don't remember you..."

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