Hey Y'all, sorry this one is kinda short and there isnt lots of conversation but ALOT HAPPENS ! I am not sure where to go from here wuite yet so your intell is greatly appreciated, I did this all in the last hour so it is kinda rushed and not very put together but i promise liss messyness next time ! I hope you like it! XOXO 3 Boo ~

Jetta

Mr. Hane paired us up for a small poetry project. I love poetry, and surprisingly Lenz was very aware with rhyming and stanzas. He didn't seem the type, but you can never judge a book by its cover. When the class was over I realized how good it was to have Lenz to guide me to all my morning classes, as soon as the bell rang kids were bustling around like sheep afraid of the wolf that was about to eat them. I am glad people seemed to just part to let Lenz and I pass through, the nastiness known as teen perspiration and hormones was making feel like I may puke.

We made it to our next class and as I sat down the nausea didn't pass. I was worried I may huck chunks in front of all my peers, and LENZ, on my first day! I crossed my arms on top of my desk and laid my had down. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I looked up to see the worried face of a handsome boy. No, not boy, his face told his lies, he was much older than a boy. I realized this man was Lenz as he asked if I was okay. I grabbed a pencil and headed to the back to sharpen it. I reached the back of the room when the walls started moving. I collapsed to the floor and the last thing I remember is laying a puddle of my own blood and many people over me calling my name, then all is black.

There was a blinding bright light, glaring at me, all around, I ran for what seemed like forever. I finally collapsed to the blinding white ground. That's when I heard it. Thump, thump, thump. That's when I saw it. A trail of red from my head down my neck staining my white tank. That's when I thought. Where am I? What happened to me? I stood up and walked trying to clear my mind and think. I reached a mirror, but the reflected image was not me, it was my mom, at least I think it was my mom. The figure waved, I waved back and that was it. I woke in a fluorescently lit room with a whisper of the words 'there is more, you are more' ringing through my head.

A tear ran down my cheek but it was quickly wiped away. I looked over to see Mike sitting in the chair next to me. My head burned, my hand went to the bandage and I started crying further. Mike could read that I didn't wish to talk so all he said was, "move over", I obeyed and he slipped into the hospital bed next to me and cradled me in his arms causing the tears to fade and numbness take over my body, then I faded into sleep.

Every time I awoke someone new would be in the room. I no longer knew what day it was, and I didn't want to. I just wanted to sleep forever.

The last time I woke no one was there. It was dark and empty, I was alone, and I couldn't have been more upset about it. I felt around for a call button, but couldn't feel one. I decided to stand up, stiffly I might add, and headed to the door. As I reached for the door knob it turned and it hit me in the face. I made a humph sounds as I hit the floor. It was Mike, he had tears in his eyes and he looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong with you Mike?" I yelled.

"I thought you were never going to wake up Jetta," He hugged me in a deep bear hug, "You've been out for weeks, they thought you were gone!" He wouldn't let me go.

"But I saw you all, everyday there was someone new!" I was confused I was awake only a few hours ago, wasn't I?

"The last time you woke up was 13 days ago Jetti."

Mike

I couldn't get myself to let go of her. We had just made the decision to take he off life support only hours ago. I was just coming to see if she was still breathing, and she was just there, standing, grumping, living, and I knew she was strong, she needed to live. She had a purpose.

"Oh God Jetta," I sobbed into her shoulder. Just then a nurse walked in with the rents. They all stood the shell shocked unable to wrap their heads around it, but they couldn't see it. They all could not see the angel standing over us smiling. That's when I knew for sure Jetta was lager then all of us, and she was here for a reason. I had only ever seen and angel once before, the last time my father hit me. And I will never forget that day. That day I realized we all have a path, that we must take and lead our own.

The nurse did some tests and said all Jetta's vitals were perfect and she was free to leave first thing tomorrow. But because it was only hours away they let her leave early when the rents so graciously donated their entire cheque book.

We arrived at home and all went to bed. Jetta had hardly said a word this whole time. She seemed stable but she didn't even argue when she was told to sleep with her door open. She just went to her room and slept.

Lenz

When I realized Jetta was no longer at the hospital I had to venture to her house where I had to see she was alright. I grabbed the spare key and entered the house. I snuck up to her room where the door was open and saw her delicate figure sleeping soundly. With every rise and fall of her chest my heart ached a little more for her to return so I could speak to her again. Abruptly she let out this loud snort, once I made sure she and everyone else were still sound asleep I chuckled to myself and left the house.

Sooo I hope is was okay and reviews are always welcome :) Please tell me where you think I should go next! cul8tr bois 3 ~