I missed the Lima Bean, it was nice to have some kind of familiar comfort food. Frankly, I feel nothing is better than drinking coffee and just sketching for my collection. I had a thousand and one things to worry about, mostly because I hadn't heard back from my professor of whether I was good enough to showcase my collection at fashion week. It was absolutely nerve racking.
"E-he-hem." oh my my. What did I look up to see? Fourteen Warblers in robot suits.
"Okay, well, this could either be really good or really bad. How ya doin' song birds?" I asked them.
"We just wanted to say we're sorry, because when you think about it, this is our fault. We shouldn't have come to McKinley in the first place." Trent said.
"What you guys did make peace, which a lot of people wouldn't have the guts to do. I just shouldn't have said anything about...you know." I replied.
"Well, we found this other night after the ambulance came. We thought you might want to have it." Jeff pulled a small box from his pocket and handed it to me. Inside was my S necklace, tarnished and scratched. It must've been pulled off when Sebastian threw me out of the way.
"I've had so much on my mind I didn't even realise I lost it. Thanks guys." I said.
"Are you doing okay? With all this?" Nick asked.
"Yeah, yeah I'm okay. I'm not breaking down crying like most people would, I don't know why. Maybe I just feel things differently." I replied.
"It's-it's okay to cry if you want to cry. There's nothing wrong with that." Richard said. David whapped the back of his head, telling him to shut up.
"No, no I'm fine, I'm good guys, really. Did you hear anything from the hospital?" I asked.
"We heard he's stable, that's good at least. There's no heart failure or brain damage, just broken bones." Thad replied.
"He did hit his head pretty hard though. He might have a pretty bad concussion." Wes said. Seriously?
"Kay, that's not helping. Really." I said. Wes mumbled a sorry in return.
"What do you think that's like? Being in a coma? Is like having a really long dream?" Luke asked.
"Sometimes you dream, sometimes you have flashbacks, sometimes it's just like you're floating in nothing. It's freaky." I replied.
"How would you know?" Trent asked.
"September 5th, 07, I was in a skateboarding accident. I was out for three days, I kept seeing flashbacks of me and my mom with some friends at the beach. We were having a picnic and she cut me a big piece of chocolate cake. I was happy, then again I was four and I didn't realise there were any problems in my life. It's important to hold on to memories like those because one day...they'll just all be gone." I replied.
"Wow, Sebastian was right. She is pretty deep." Jeff said.
"Do you think Sebastian's going to be okay?" I asked them. They all looked at each other and nodded before Trent spoke up.
"Sebastian Smythe is one of the most stubborn jackasses we know. He doesn't give up that easily."
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Fanfiction[WARNING: If you have not read Reese Lavek, than start with that before you read this and everything will make sense] Reese Lavek left Sebastian Smythe standing at his front stoop confused and angry, and she beats herself up every day for leaving hi...
