A/N: If my motivation level was 0 before, now it's -10. I'm updating this story for JuicyCouturePinkTote and cliquechic. I know I must have more than two readers, so, if you're reading this, PLEASE update. I'll be so sad if you guys don't review, you might be seeing no fluff and more gore like from last chapter. So, please, review. If I get five reviews, I will update four times within a week, and that's a lot for me. On a lighter note, I AM PROPOSING A CONTEST!! Whoever reviews this story first gets their name in my story. Simply sign you name and it will be included. I'll stop boring you with this author's note and get to the story!

Oh, btw, this chap with be in first person. (With like I, instead of she. I think that's first person. lol. It'll change back next chap.

I always forget to put disclaimers in my stories! So, here it goes:

Disclaimer: I don't own The Clique. *Sigh* Or the Cullens. *Huge, mournful sigh*

White. All white. I was in Heaven. Warm sunlight streamed in from the high arched windows above me. Blinking open my eyes again, I saw my mother, and father conversing out side of my room, and inside the room were; Massie, Massie's mom, Kristen, Dylan, but Claire was missing.

Huh. Wonder how my friends died. Didn't really matter, we were together.

Just then, Claire burst in, announcing she had coffee.

"Here you go, Your Majesty." She handed a cup to Massie, and started to pass them out to everyone else, when her piercing blue eyes settled on my open brown ones.

"Leesh! Your awake! Thanks gawd! It was so scary, all the…" She continued, but I zoned out, confused. Realization rolled in as I saw a sour-looking Nina in the corner. I groaned. If this was really Heaven, I wouldn't be here with Nina, covered by itchy, standard-issue hospital sheets that I would probably get a rash from later.. That just screamed Heaven.

"W-what, happened?" I asked. I ran my hand through my tangled, greasy locks. My hand ran of a bump, and pain coursed through my head. It came rushing back. As cliché as that sounded, it was true. The memories of the police tape, Josh, then blackness. Terror came over me. I remembered the moment before the blackness with sharp clarity. Josh's pulse slowing, the beeping, and "Clear!" I just had to voice my fear.

"Oh, gawd. Where's Josh?" I sat up, ignoring my screaming muscles.

"Leesh, he's fine. Gawd, take a pill!" Massie looked just as pissed off as ever. Even with the greasy pile of hair on top of her head, and the pale, make-up free face, she managed to look pretty.

"Massie! Hallway, now!" Kendra stood up, pulling her daughter with her. "I apologize on her behalf, Alicia. She hasn't slept in days, the whole time you were out."

"Days?" I croaked.

"Yeah, Leesh. It was scary. How are you? Do you want us to call a nurse? The doctors will probably want to know you're awake. They said something about shock. We can ask them, if you want," Dylan said, coming over the sit on the foot of my bed. Out of all the girls, I knew I could always trust Dylan. Like in ninth grade, when I cheated off Emily Rozen's science test. The guilt almost killed me, but Dylan had somehow made it go away.

"Uh, who's my doctor?" I didn't want them to get doctors. They should be concentrating on Josh. I didn't care about anything else. The love I felt for him made me crazy.

"Uh, well, I'll tell you, but don't freak out, ok?" Dylan looked at Kristen, who was very obviously trying not to crack up.

"Uh, yeah, I guess." Dylan was rarely this serious, so I could only hope this wouldn't be bad.

"His name is Dr. Cullen. But it perfectly reasonable. I mean, it's not like he's a vampire. The name Cullen isn't totally unheard of." Kristen cut in, always trying to see the reasonable side of things.

It was all I could do not to crack up.

"And that is somehow bad? You made it sound like my doctor was some freak who spends a little 'too much time with his patients', or something creepy like that.

"You're missing the point," Dylan said, her green eyes flashing. Dr. Cullen is my dad."

Don't worry, I won't have vampires in my story, that's Stephanie's territory.

Here, Cullen is simply a name. And, YAY! JOSHIE ISN'T DEAD!

WOOHOO!

Now, bad news. I have to kill someone off. Who should it be??