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Dear Vanessa, thanks for all your reviews. :D The fact that you said I should be an author made my day : ) I'm actually planning on writing a book once I've finished school in June.

And guys, guys…. You will NEVER guess what…. I'M GETTING PUBLISHED! I put a poem called "I will be" on a site called "dikta" and this other member PM:d me and said she wanted that to be a part of a collection of poems she's doing for some charity thing…. YAYYAYYAYYAYYAY

Sophia POV

I walked straight up the stairs, ignoring the others and into my room. Then I opened the bag I had put the drawing- stuff in, and pulled out pencils and the papers when I heard a knock on my door.

"What?" I asked, the door opened and Molli came in. With the papers pressed to my chest along with the pencils, I sat down on the floor, Molli came and sat down next to me.

"Hey Molli." I exclaimed.

"Hi Sophia." She answered with her cute little voice. "… Sophia?"

"Yes."

"Are you back now?" I sighed.

"Yeah I guess." I heard myself say. We just sat there for a couple of minutes, in silence until there was a knock on the door and George opened it.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I am doing the rest of my work experience with being at the hospital two to three times a week and here two times a week. Now I am here because I wanted to be here when you got back. Molli… could you let me and Sophia talk alone for a minute?" Molli nodded, stood up and walked out of the room. I memorized the picture of Molli when she had looked to me after just coming inside the door earlier, pulled out the papers and pencils from the plastic back and started the sketch.

"Sophia?" George exclaimed, but I didn't react, I kept on looking down at the sketch as I draw one line after another. "Sophia can you at least look at me and let me talk to you?" I shrugged and kept on sketching. "Sophia please?"

"There's nothing to talk about." I mumbled. "Now will you please get out of my room so I can fini..." I was interrupted when Mike pushed the door open and came walking into my room.

"Sophia, good news. Shawn's coming back…. Tomorrow." My stomach did flips and I gasped. Mike frowned and took a few step towards me.

"I feel sick." I jumped up on my feet, pushed Mike out of the way and ran out the room, I ran down the hall, ripped the door to the bathroom open, ran inside and locked the door after me. My stomach and ribs ached as I threw up, there weren't much to throw up, I hadn't eaten since yesterday. So it wasn't long until I turned around, leaned my back against the wall, I wrapped my arms around my legs and tried to ignore Mike's voice and knocks on the door.

"Sophia? Can you let me in please?" I kept quiet and leaned my chin against my knees, I didn't want to talk to Mike. Not anyone else either. I was seriously starting to think whether it's some rule at this place that said you couldn't be left alone for a single moment.

"Sophia" Mike knocked again. "Sophia we can talk about this please just let me in." I stood up, put the crane on and washed my face with cold water. I dried it off at my shirt un- locked the door and walked out again, my ribs ached with every step I took.

"Sophia," Mike followed me even though I hadn't even looked at him walking by. "Please talk to me."

"I don't want to talk." I spun around to face him, already there were several of the others sneaking around corners and behind doors so they heard us. "I don't want to talk." Before I had the time to react Mike had lifted his hand and felt my forehead.

"I'm fine Mike." I pulled away. "It's just… you know what it is." I turned around again and walked inside my room where I slammed the door behind me and laid down on my bed. I lifted up the papers and a pencil and continued with the drawing of Molli.

"Sophia." The door opened and Mike came in. "Please…"

"Leave me alone." I half- shouted. Mike sighed and closed the door, but I heard him mumble something about that he'd come back in a while. I continued with my sketch, but I couldn't concentrate anymore. At last I sat up, pulled the covers on top of the drawing so no one could see it. Then I walked downstairs, I could hear the sound of chattering from the lounge while I slowly walked through the hallway, Carmen came out of the lounge, stopped when she saw me and half- ran back into the lounge, soon after the voices silent, and by the time I walked through the door it was all silent.

I looked around, Carmen, Lily and Tee sat in one sofa, Jody and Molli in the other, Stan and Joe stood by the pool table, Johnny was doing something with the computer while Tyler watched, Harry sat by the table, drawing and Gus stood in a corner, as usual writing in his notebook.

I stood still for a second, it was all silent, until Stan spoke up.

"Ey Soph´ why did ya put that snare in the cupboard for?" Suddenly, everybody in the room wanted to make their questions and make their voices heard all at the same time.

"Do you know that Shawn's coming back tomorrow?"

"Why was that snare there?"

"Did Mike tell you Shawn is coming back?"

"What happened to your face?"

"Sophia! Shawn is coming back!"

"Shawn is alright thanks to you."

"Shawn's coming back tomorrow." Their voices made my head spin, suddenly Mike's voice broke through the others.

"WHAT is going on in here..." I tried to reach for something for support as everything was spinning, and I felt myself falling. But the last thing I could remember was that I couldn't find something to hold on to, and I let myself fall into a silent darkness without pain.

"Sophia?.. Sophia… Sophia?" I don't know how long later it was when I heard someone call my name, I could hear it was a male's voice but it seemed so distant. Though it actually seemed to be getting closer. I tried to move but as soon as I'd turned my head towards the hard floor I felt a throbbing headache begin. Not of hitting the floor, but because of… some other things, I tried to lift my hand to my head but my body felt so heavy.

"Sophia?" It was Mike's voice calling. "Sophia? Sophia?" My eyes fluttered open, but it was so bright I just groaned and closed them again. I tried to slowly open my eyes again, to see the rest of this place- including Mike and George looking worriedly at me. My God could this be anymore embarrassing? I rolled over to my side and put my head in my hands.

Mike seemed to sense my embarrassment, I heard him tell the others to step back and continue with what they were doing, he then lifted me up, and the next time he put me down I felt the soft material of the sofa in the quiet room beneath me. I could see the difference of dark and light when the lamp was turned off.

"'an' 'ou." I tried to thank him. But my lips and tongue wouldn't quite do what I wanted.

"You're welcome kiddo." I heard Mike sit down in the sofa on the opposite side of the table. I tried to slowly open my eyes- the fact that Mike had turned off the lights really helped as I could actually keep them open. I swallowed and opened my mouth to say something, but before I had the time Mike interrupted.

"You gave us a bit of a scare there. You blacked out but I do believe that you were overwhelmed, maybe had a panic attack or something similar to that. It's scary, yet harmless, you'll be okay in a few minutes." I groaned when another wave of pain in my head hit. "Are you okay?"

"My 'ead." Mike frowned, then stood up and felt my forehead for the second time today.

"You do feel a bit warm… want us to check the temperature?" I shook my head slightly, Mike sighed and frowned.

"I'll go get an aspirin and some water." He clapped my shoulder slightly on the way out of the room. Came back with a pill and a glass of water. I was used to take pills with all the pain- killers I had taken the last few months. Already when I swallowed the pull I felt my eye- lids feeling heavier and heavier. I laid down in the sofa, and the last I thought about before I fell asleep that I sure did not look forward to tomorrow, while at the same time, I wanted tomorrow to come fast.

So that's it, I'll try to have this up before midnight so it won't get all weird with the time difference. But… Merry Christmas and happy new year or as we say it in Swedish God jul och gott nytt år.