Here's the next chapter, I know this one is a little short but the next one will be longer. Please enjoy!

Chapter Sixteen – Thank You

"This parade turned out really good." Said Jenny, as she and Lydia stood side by side outside of the café watching as their float passed by.

"Yeah, it sure is something." Lydia looked her biker boot clad feet and shoved her hands into her pockets.

"Are you okay, you seem kind of down?"

"I'm fine, I'm sorry I'm being such a wet blanket. It's just hard to be thankful when all I can think about is Davis."

"Just think of it this way, you'll get to be thankful when he wakes up, because he will, and soon."

"How do you know that?"

"I can just feel it." Lydia gave Jenny a doubtful look, and the two shared a small laugh.

"What about you, anything new going on in your life?" Jenny debated whether or not she should tell Lydia about her and Alex. They were friends so she would probably be okay with it, but Jenny wasn't entirely sure how she felt about Alex or how he felt about her, and she didn't want people making a big deal out of nothing.

"Hey guys." The girls turned and saw Jude; he walked up to Lydia and draped his arm around her shoulder.

"Hi Jude, Happy Thanksgiving!" Jenny offered somewhat enthusiastically.

"Thanks Jenny, you too, you guys did an amazing job on this parade. This has to be the best one in years."

"Thanks, how are you feeling?"

"I'm alright, a little sore, but I'll be fine soon enough."

"Like soon enough to play in next week's game?" Lydia asked.

"I hope so, as long as Whitey says its okay I'll be there. Although I'm not sure we'll have much of a team without Davis."

"Are you kidding, you guys will do great."

"I hope so." Lydia could see the worry in Jude's eyes and decided that they all needed to stop thinking about what would happen if Davis took a long time to wake up.

"I'm getting hungry." Said Lydia, as she dramatically rubbed her stomach. Let's go to the café and get something to eat, I'm thinking some warm soup."

"Anything warm sounds amazing right now." Said Jenny, as she turned on her heels and lead them all to the comfort of Karen's Café.

"Do you think he's like stuck in a permanent dream world?" Johnny asked, as he and Alex stood at the foot of Jude's hospital bed, observing their beloved friend. "Or is it just like he's taking a really long nap, and he isn't experiencing anything?"

"I'm not sure Johnny; I've never been in a coma before. Have you been practicing for the game next week? You're going to need to be twice as good if we want to win without Davis."

"I'll hit the river court after we're done here. How's Jude doing? I haven't seen him since the accident."

"He's good, he was at the parade today with Lydia, and I'm sure he'll be playing in the game."

"Davis is going to be pissed if we lose. We'll ruin his undefeated season, and he'll kick all of our asses."

"So don't lose." Alex said, smiling.

"Easier said than done." Just then, Davis's doctor walked in and began checking his medical charts. "Hey Doc, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure thing son, what's on your mind?"

"When he wakes up, is he still going to be able to play ball?"

"He should be able to. The only thing physically injured was his head; the rest of his body is perfectly fine."

"Wait," Alex chimed in "if his head was the only thing injured, does that mean there's going to be something wrong with his brain?" The doctor looked down briefly before finally meeting the boy's eyes.

"Right now, there's no sign of brain damage, but we can't be completely sure until he wakes up, and we can run some proper tests." The Doctor placed a comforting hand on Alex's back, before leaving the room.

"So what are the odds he's going to wake up to be the same Davis Baker?" Johnny wondered aloud.

"I don't know man; I guess all we can do is hope."

"Can I get large coffee, black two sugars?" Sawyer asked as she stood at Karen's Café, texting Lydia to make plans for later that night.

"You would think that with all that coffee you'd have a little more energy at cheer practice." Sawyer instinctively turned around to see none other than Casey, standing behind her in line. She had on a white ruffle tank top and some very short red shorts, while Sawyer despised her she had to admit that she did like the girls outfit.

"What do you want Casey?" Sawyer asked, not in the mood to fight with this girl.

"I heard about Davis and Jude, and the manager boy."

"Alex."'

"Right, Alex. Anyways, I was just wondering if they were like okay."

"Why? It's not like you're capable of caring about anyone but yourself."

"Davis and I were a thing for a long time, despite what you may think I do care about him. And I would never want to see Jude or Alex hurt either." Sawyer retrieved her coffee from the counter and studied Casey. Sawyer knew this girl was a manipulative bloodsucking vampire, and despite what she knew about this girl, for some reason she believed her.

"Alex and Jude are fine, Davis isn't doing very well, and he's in a coma."

"But he will be okay right?" Sawyer shrugged.

"He will wake up, but he might not be the same Davis when he does."

"Oh my god, I can't believe that." Casey said, as she took a seat in the nearest booth. Reluctantly, Sawyer slid in across from her.

"You should go visit him."

"I can't, the last time I talked to him he was pissed at me for hitting on Jude, and he told me that I wasn't a good person and that we were done." She placed her head in her hands as she went over her last conversation with Davis in her mind.

"One of the best things about Davis is that he's a really forgiving person." Casey began to sniffle, clearly trying to hold back her tears. "Look, you and Davis were hooking up for like six months, he wouldn't have stuck around that long unless he knew deep down, like really deep down, you were a good person."

"Why are you being so nice to me? We hate each other."

"I know, but we don't hate Davis. He's a special guy and he's someone that you want to keep around. Once you've had him in your life it's not easy to let him go. Just go visit him, talk to him it'll make you feel better."

"Yeah, maybe you're right." Casey wiped the tears from her eyes and stood up. "Thanks, for you know, talking to me."

"It was no problem, but just for the record, we're still not friends."

"Oh I know. Hell will freeze over before I want to be friends with you." With that Casey turned and left the Café. Sawyer remained seated, sipping her coffee. She pulled out her phone and dialed Johnny's number. She did have plans with Lydia later, but that didn't mean she couldn't fit Johnny into her schedule as well.

Alex tossed the ball effortlessly through the hoop, loving the swish sound it made. While he was only the manager, he still knew how to play ball, he wasn't terrible, there was just no way he could keep up with the other boys in the court. He grabbed the ball and turned to make his way to centre court when he saw her standing at the edge of the court with a small smile on her face. Alex couldn't help but notice how good she looked in her tight white sweater and black leggings.

"Hi." She said.

"Hey Jenny, what brings you out here?" he said, as she made her way to centre court.

"I was just driving by, when I saw you out here, thought maybe I should come say hi. Find out if you enjoyed the cookies I made you."

"They were amazing, I should get sent to the hospital more often."

"How about you recover from the last accident first?"

"That's probably a good idea." Alex smiled and led them to the bleachers.

"Think you'll be back to school on Monday?"

"Most likely, which is why I'm going to really try to enjoy the rest of the weekend." Jenny smiled and looked up at the sky, which was full of stars. And the moon was shining brightly, taking up a lot of the sky. She shivered slightly, but Alex noticed. "Are you cold?"

"A little." Alex slid his jacket off his shoulders and placed it around Jenny. He rubbed up and down the sides of her arms in an attempt to warm her up. Jenny smiled, she hadn't felt this happy since Johnny broke up with her. She looked at his hair, all spiked up in different directions and she saw his crooked smile and couldn't help herself. She leaned into him and met his lips with her own. She ran her hands through his hair, and he quickly responded, cupping her face and moving his lips expertly with hers. The two kissed for a few more moments before separating when air became an issue. "Wow." She said.

"Yeah." Was all Alex could think to say. Jenny pulled out her phone and checked the time.

"My cars just over there, and I don't have to be home for a few more hours. Do you want to go see a movie or something?" Alex couldn't believe his luck, one of the hottest girls in school just mad out with him, and now she wanted to go to the movies? Alex knew he was a good looking guy, but he was definitely lacking confidence and couldn't believe that Jenny Jagelski was interested in him.

"That sounds great." The two began making their way to Jenny's car, when she felt Alex slip his hand into hers and intertwine their fingers. This was turning into a pretty good night.

Lydia turned on to Sawyer's street and readjusted her brown cross body bag. She hadn't seen Sawyer since the accident and was itching to talk to her. She wanted to tell her that she had sex with Jude. She was her best friend and they shared everything, this wasn't something she could keep a secret. She felt good about what she and Jude had done, she felt as though they were closer now and she loved that feeling. However Davis was still looming in the back of her mind. She loved him like crazy, she knew he and Sawyer were probably closer, but he was still one of her best friends and one of the people she would do anything for. Lydia sped up and cursed herself for wearing only ballet flats when it was so cold out. She was about four houses down when she saw a male figure make his way down Sawyer's drive way. Figuring it was her Uncle Lucas she started jogging. She wanted to ask him how Brooke and Julian were doing, because she knew they were worried about Davis, but they wouldn't tell any of the kids that. She was about to call out his name when she realized it wasn't him. This boy was younger, and had longer hair than her uncle. He almost looked like Johnny Evans. But why would Johnny be at Sawyer's house, they weren't even friends. Instead of turning up Sawyer's driveway, Lydia followed the boy down the street and watched him make his way to a car, more specifically a Ford Escape. It was Johnny, that was his car. Why on earth would Johnny Evans be at Sawyers house? Lydia made her way back, sure that once inside Sawyer would explain everything.

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