Ashley tossed and turned. She couldn't sleep for there was way too much going on. Plus, Kyla's pillows were too hard. She sat up in her sister's peach room on her brown and tan sheets on the bed. She looked around as her eyes came down towards her sister's digital Minnie Mouse clock. It was now 4 am. She lay back down and thought. She touched her lips and smiled about the previous events before with Aiden. Then she remembered the images of Spencer and she turned over on her side; worried. She thought about Spencer. Spencer had been out cold for almost three days and she hadn't visited her since the shooting. Ashley turned on her other side and thought about Aiden again; his hair, his smile, the way he said "Ashley" softly. Then she remembered Spencer. Ughh, how can a girl possibly fall asleep?
Aiden awoke from his dream to find himself in Ashley's room. It was bad enough he had a dream that he was with Ashley but to wake up in her room? He looked at the digital clock beside him and the time read "4:00 am". Then he remembered everything that happened last night. He smiled and looked around Ashley's room excitedly. Then he remembered how Ashley ran out. Why did she run out? How could she--then he remembered about Spencer. Sweet little Spencer. The little Spencer who take away his love. It was perfectly find what he was doing. He had to fight for the one he loved. But, she apparently didn't love him for she ran out. Did she love him? Was it he who made Ashley run out? How can a guy possibly sleep?
Paula woke up from a tragic nightmare that Spencer had died. She looked at the digital clock beside her that read "4:00". She turned to her other side to find a worn out, tired, Arthur sleeping like a baby. She turned forward and thought. Her son Clay was dead. He wasn't coming back. This wasn't like when he was 12 and went to summer camp for 8 weeks. He wasn't coming back. And then her daughter was in a coma. The doctors and Mrs. Carlin thought that Clay was going to be fine, but apparently he wasn't. Was Spencer going to be okay? Ughh. How could a mother possibly fall asleep?
Chelsea arose to find herself in her hospital bed. She had a wonderful dream about her, Clay, and the baby. She kept smiling and ran her fingers underneath the blanket to touch her stomach. Then she realized that the baby was gone and so was her beloved boyfriend. She looked at the clock on top of the wall. It was now 4 am. Tears ran down her soft cheeks. She looked over at Spencer and then turned the other way to try to fall asleep. But, how could a girl who lost the ones she loved possibly fall asleep?
It was still 4 am. Chelsea was just getting comfortable when she heard a scream.
"THEN JUST DECIDE!"
She turned the other way again and saw the dirty blonde haired girls' eyes starting to flutter open. Her cheeks we're flushed again. Chelsea was shocked. She quickly pressed the button to call for a nurse.
It was 4 am and Spencer Carlin had finally awakened from her deep slumber.