Short chapter today, but I hope you like it anyway. The next one will be longer (This one has about 750 words, the next about 1260).
But now go and read!

Next morning at 8:04 a.m.

I woke up. For a moment I wasn't sure where I was, hoping it was all a bad dream, but I soon found out it wasn't.

"Good morning, great friend" Rosenthal entered the room and noticed I was awake. I smiled at him.

"Where are the others?" I asked, because the room was otherwise empty.

"In the kitchen. They're making breakfast" Then Brian left again and I got ready for the day. In the kitchen, Jaime was at the stove making pancakes and the other three just stood around and talked.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Jaime greeted me without taking his eyes off the pancakes.

"Sleepyhead!" I shouted indignantly. "It's just a quarter past eight. Why are you awake already, Mere? You always sleep so long"

She shrugged. "Just couldn't sleep anymore. Neither did the others"

A few minutes later the last pancake was ready and we sat down to have breakfast.

"I want to see Joey later, would anyone want to go with me?" I asked.

"Lauren, they would have told us if Joey had woken up"

"Yes, I know. But I still want to see him"

"Do we want to meet at Walker's later?" Brolden asked.

"Alright. So, nobody wants to come along?"

The others shook their heads. "I'll come back next time," Meredith said.

"Good. By the way, Jaime! Your pancakes are heavenly. Thank you so much!"

She smiled happily. "Thanks Lauren"

The others agreed with me. "Yes, Jaime, they are really great"

"Thanks, but they're nothing special, I've done them so often. What are we actually doing at Walker?"

I was a little confused by the last question, but then I realized that she just wanted to move on to another topic.

"Oh, nothing special actually. Just meeting. Dylan and Nick will be there too"

1:48 p.m.

I was on my way to Joey. The others didn't want to go to Walker until later, but I had left already. Knowing which room was Joey's, I passed the front desk. I knocked without really expecting an answer and entered. I closed the door and stood for a moment. Joey looked so relaxed. All the worries that had been reflecting on his face for the past few days were gone. He had a calm expression on his face, as if he was thinking of something very beautiful. That expression put a smile on my face immediately.

I pulled a chair closer to the bed, sat down and took his hand as I had done the day before.

"Hello Joey," I said simply. "I promised you that I would come back today. Your parents come here today or tomorrow. I called them. Hopefully you will be aware of it all again by then. How long do you stay unconscious? Days? Weeks? Months? I'm already missing you, Joey. I missed you yesterday night. What are you doing! Why did you even stop there? Next question for my list. We'll meet at Walker's later. I wish you were there too. It will be fun. Well, half as. You make it difficult for all of us to have fun. Brian asked me something yesterday. I can tell you; you can't hear me anyway. He asked me if I like you. You know, in that sense of liking. What do you think? Do I like you? I think so. I mean, I have this ridiculously huge crush on you and I am beginning to think that it will be more. But I'm not sure. You're my best friend. What if I'm sure? Would our friendship last? I'd love to hug you tight now, but I'm scared of hurting you, so I'm not. See, now I've been thinking that again: You're cute. This has happened a lot lately. Is that what you think about your friends? I do not think so. Can I think that about you? I don't know. We all miss you so much. We'll have to tell Joe, Dylan and Nick later, all this about you. Honestly, I've never seen the boys in such shock and fear. They were the first to ask last night if we could have a sleepover. We all didn't want to be alone with our thoughts.

I wanted to tell you that and much more. I know that it doesn't make any sense, you don't even notice. Or do you? Well, I should leave again. You need your rest. I keep you updated. See you. Bye Joey"

He didn't answer. I knew he wouldn't answer me, but it hurt a little inside. As I did the day before, I kissed him on the forehead again, then made my way to Walker.