COMA

A

I'm awake!

How did this happen? I've been watching everybody for the past month, and now I'm back into my body.

I avert my eyes to my crush.

MJ grins. "Hey."

I smile. "Hi."

He runs a hand through his blonde hair. His blue and brown eyes are filled with happiness. He's wearing khaki skinny jeans with black Nikes and a gray pullover. A smile is on his face, revealing his pearly whites.

"Like what you see?"

My cheeks flush.

MJ shakes his head. "You're too adorable, Mango."

"Shut up." I chuckled, my cheeks burning even more.

He laughs.

"You look good, MJ."

"You look like you just woke up."

I roll my eyes.

"Mango!" China squealed.

I grin at my older sister.

She drops her bagel.

"China! I spent $3 on that!" Father scowled, picking up the half eaten bagel from the floor.

"Screw that!"

"What did you say-" Father sees me in my hospital bed. His eyes widen in shock and joy. "Mango! You're awake!"

Before I could greet him, China jumps on me, making MJ jolt back in his chair.

"Oof!" I breathed.

My sister pulls me into a tight hug. Her arms go around my shoulders, giving me a squeeze. Chuckling, I snake my arms around her waist. We bury each other's faces in our shoulders.

"God, I missed you." She sighed whenever we break away from the hug.

"I missed you too." I sighed.

China rubs my head, smothering my straight brunette hair all over the place. "It's good to have you back, kiddo."

I swat her hand away. "Hey!"

She laughs and gets off of me. She walks over to Father, grabbing the bagel out of his hand. "Thanks for holding my bagel, Father."

His eyebrows furrow. "What are you-"

China takes a huge bite of the bagel, making me and Father scrunch our noses.

"China!" I hissed.

"That's disgusting!" Father exclaimed.

My sister waves us off. "I don't care. It's still good food."

"It was on the floor." I said, frowning.

MJ shrugs. "It's not like it got dirty. These hospitals keep their floors spotless."

China grins and points at MJ. "See! Somebody understands me!" Her grin falls, confusion appearing. "Wait, who are you?"