AN: I'm sorry this is short:/

Also I won't be able to post over this weekend because I'm going camping:)


Monday 8th March-

Mara's diary:

You should have seen everyone's faces when I told them Jerome was better. Patricia was beaming, Eddie was looking pretty happy, Nina and Fabian looked relieved and Alfie smiled at me like we were sharing the punch line of a hilarious joke. Amber started smiled and began to plan a 'Welcome back Jerome.' party. It wasn't such a bad idea to be honest. So Amber had called her dad and got him to transfer some extra money onto her card so that she would have enough money to pay for decorations and food. The whole house hit involved. We all ran around thinking up recipes and coming up with ideas for how we could make this party special. It was our way of showing Jerome that we all care about him, a lot.

For once I wasn't looking forward to school because I wanted to plan the party more. I walked to school with Joy and Patricia which was nice but weird because normally I walk with Jerome.

I really can't wait for him to get back! I don't care if I sound obsessed diary I just really care about him.

The party is going to be tomorrow. I hope Jerome enjoys it.

Jerome's journal:

Tomorrow. I can go home tomorrow. God this hospital is boring. It's so dull. It's just boring doctor after boring doctor. Then there's more and more ill and injured people arriving all the time. I think ill people are the most annoying.

All they do is complain about their illness. All the time.

I can't wait to get out of this place and go home. It's kind of funny how I consider Anubis house my home. Well, I have lived there since I was five. Everybody in that house is like a member of my family. Sure, we're dysfunctional and sometimes we argue, oh and not to forget the Egyptian mystery surrounding the area, but through it all, we stick together. Because that's what a real family does.

They don't crush their children's dreams and abandon them. They don't torture them with words and expect perfection from their relations.

A real family supports you and is proud of you no matter what you do. That's why my friends are my family. As much as I hate to admit it. I need them.