Darren's P.O.V.
Julia knew I was scared, she could tell, I knew it.
I was worried. My best friend. I wanted to know if he was okay. Joey Richter had been my best friend since 2007, that was almost 8 years, and he had been the best friend I could ever hope for.
I just wanted to see him, to know…
I had covered my face with my hands so the others couldn't see I was crying. I had only ever cried on stage. But this was different, when you are sitting there, not knowing if your friend is okay, even if you are ever going to see them awake again, it's different.
Julia tightened her grip on me, she had always been kind of the mother figure of the group, I loved her for that. The fact that even in a time like this she could be strong amazed me. If Julia hadn't been there with me, I wouldn't have been able to cope.
"Everyone?" said a voice from the door. I looked up, it was Doctor Butler.
"I have good news. There is no serious damage to Mr. Richter. He is under anaesthesia at the moment, and on a large amount of painkillers, but he is okay. We'll bring him in shortly."
I sighed in relief. Joey was okay. Thank wizard god. All the Starkids were smiling now, knowing that our food-obsessed friend was okay.
15 minutes later, we heard a bed being rolled up the hallway. It had to be Joey.
It was.
Joey was still asleep, but looked like his normal self.
They rolled him into the room, and hooked back up a couple machines to Joey, I guessed they were for painkillers and stuff, I don't really know.
I was just so glad that Joey was going to be okay.
