Raye's Point of View

I awoke to the sound of my cell phone going off.

I moved my hand around over my bed side table, looking for my cell without having to get out of bed. Found it.

"Hello?" I said, not bothering to look at the caller ID.
"Hi sweetie!" my moms voice rang through my ears.
"Hi mom," I said, not exactly thrilled to hear from her. What time was it anyways?
"How are things?" she asked.
"Things are good mom, how is everything there?"
"Everything here is good, we all miss you."
"I miss you too mom," I said, feeling a little upset about not being there, everyone all together.
"Have you talked to Baryl?" she asked.
"How?" I asked, slightly confused.
"Sweetie, Baryl woke up two days ago, she said she had talked to you…"
"Umm, no, I haven't heard from her, as far as I knew, she was still in a coma…"
"Oh," was all my mom said. What else could she say.
"I'm uh…going to go," I said. "I have a few things to take care of."
"I get it, just don't get out of control," my mom said, almost as if she was giving an order.
"I won't," I told her. "Kisses for everyone."

I hung up the phone as I sat up in my bed. Baryl was awake…2 days…she lied about talking to me…what was going on.
Just then Serena came out of the bathroom. Wow, it had to be late is she was already up.

"Everything alright?" she asked, looking at me.
"Yeah, fine…why?" I asked.
"You looked like you just seen a ghost."
"Oh, no, I'm fine, really." she just looked at me, I knew she knew I was lying, but I didn't want to talk about it, not with her anyways.

Right away, I got out of bed and headed for my closet. Pulling on another pair of track pants and a tee shirt, I grabbed my cell phone and left the room. Not even caring about hair or makeup. Quickly I ran down the stairs and out onto the front steps of the building. I looked at my cell phone. I wasn't sure who I wanted to call. Darien for someone to talk to, Chad to find out why he hadn't told me. Baryl to find out what was going on.

I dialled a number and put the phone up to my ear.

"Hello?" the voice said. Josh's voice.
"Hey," I said, a slight smile formed on my face. I had dialled Josh's number and not even realized it.
"Everything alright?" he asked.
"No, not really," I told him honestly. "Do you think you could come visit today?"
"Yeah, I don't think that'll be a problem."
"Perfect," I said. "Text me when you're close."

With that I hung up, not even saying goodbye. Slowly I sat down on the front steps, staring out into nothing. What was going on?