One more week and I'm out of school for the summer! Aren't all my followers happy? I know I sure am. This chapters short, but it's just to let you all know I'm still alive.

Enjoy!

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I trying looking around for anyone or anything, but couldn't find anything. Only blackness and the small light that surrounded me from some unknown source. I can hear people talking from above but I can't find them. It's like being in a cave, except with plenty of space. I'm not sure what going on, but I do know one thing.

My chest hurts.

It's a searing sensation combined with being stabbed with glass, over and over again.

Let's see…what happened?

I remember being on the roof, ready to beat the shit out of Ralphie after getting Zack away from him. Then really loud pops and I fell. That's all I can remember.

Were those pops gunshots? Is that why my chest hurts like hell? How am I still alive if was shot in the chest? I hope one of the bullets didn't hit Zack, but I need to wake up to find out.

Alright, time to wake up.

Wake up!

WAKE. UP.

Wake up. Come on. Eyes, open.

Hold on, I'm doing it. My eyelids feel heavy as lead but I'm doing it, slowly.

Oh, God. Everything's so bright, and I'm exhausted. Can I go back to closing my eyes for a while?

"TJ!"

"He's waking up!"

"Freckles!"

Does everyone have to yell? I can hear them just fine without the screaming, whoever 'they' are. Once the light dimmed a little I was better able to see. There's white everywhere. White walls, white ceiling, and probably white sheets since I'm guessing I'm in a hospital. I blink, and I squeeze my fists because that's all I can move since I'm stiff. How long have I been laying in this bed?

I look around and I see my parents, JoJo, Bandit and Specs, the Spinelli and the others, and Ashley. I can see a few balloons in the corner of my eye, and a few flowers. That was nice of them.

"Hey everybody." I said, or at least that's what I tried to say. It came out as meaningless garble. Everyone looked at me weird. Then the doctor (or who I'm think is the doctor) comes up to me and shines a light in my eye, which is the last thing I need right now. I'm starting to get a headache.

"TJ, if you can understand me, blink twice," Said the doctor. So I did, and the doctor nodded. "Alright. Now, I'm going to take this pen," He paused and took out a pen from his pocket. "And I'm going to poke your foot. If you can feel that, blink twice, okay?"

And he poked my foot, and I blinked twice like he said.

"Good," He said, turning to my parents. "Now we know he's not paralyzed. It's going to take a lot of physical therapy, but he'll be able to walk again. He can't exactly talk right now, but that's common in patients that have recently come out of a coma, and he's been in one for three months. He'll start talking normally sometime within the next few days to a week. Right now, he just needs to rest." The doctor then turns to me and smiles. "You're very lucky to be alive, TJ."

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Three months?

I've been in a coma for three months?

"Freckles?" JoJo asked to get my attention. I looked at him and he continued. "Ralphie shot you after we got Zack away from him. He hit you twice."

"…Z-Zack.." I managed to croak out.

"Zack? Zack's fine, he wasn't hurt. He's a little shaken up, though, but he really wants to see you." I couldn't help but smile at that. I can't wait to see you too, buddy. I just woke up after three months but I'm tired already. I feel my eye's start to close, but I tried to keep them open.

"It's okay, TJ you can go to sleep," Said my Mom. "The doctor said you need your rest. We'll be here when you wake up."

Yeah but I've been asleep for three months. I don't want to wait another three months to see you guys again.

"TJ! TJ!"

It's been a week since I've came out of the coma and I'm able to sit up and talk without a problem. Walking is another issue. I can take a few steps, but that's about it. What else can I expect after being in bed for so long? Today's special though. Todays the day I get to see Zack.

He came running up to my bed as soon as he saw me.

"Hey Zack," I said as I picked him up and set him on the edge of my bed. Mom and Dad came in soon after and sat in the chairs next to my bed. "I've missed you, buddy."

"I missed you too, TJ," Zack said. "I made somethin' for you." He took a piece of folded notebook paper and unfolded it before handing it to me. I took it and saw that there was a picture drawn on it. I can tell it's me from the hair. Parts of it is colored brown and the other parts are yellow. And there's the superman emblem on my chest. "I drew that 'cause you saved me and that makes you a superhero! Do you like it?"

"I love it," I said, and I hugged him. This is just sweet.

We spent the rest of the visit playing games, and talking about what we were going to do once I get out of this hospital until visiting hours were over. As much as I would like to keep talking with Zack, he has daycare in the morning.

I finally learned what happened to Ralphie and Tommy Ralphie was shot by the police soon after he shot me. His wounds were fatal. Tommy was shot too, and he was sent to another hospital where he died soon after. I don't wish death on anybody, but they had it coming for a long time.

In other news, Spinelli, Vince, Gus, Mikey, and Gretchen came by today with this big sack filled with get-well cards from everyone at school. I read every last one of them.

I can finally walk without any assistance. This means I can go home soon. I can't wait. Zack says the rabbits miss me.

My room looks so weird after not being in it for months. As soon as a walked in, the rabbits started hopping like crazy. I opened the cage and they all hopped out. I missed them too.

We had a big dinner that night. All my favorite foods, a big relief from eating that hospital crap. Everyone came over, too. JoJo, Bandit, Specs, Spinelli and the gang, and Ashley. It was great.

Everything's great.