When i woke there was the distant sound of a T.V and a blanket pulled all the way up to my chin, coupled with a moist rag on top of my forhead.
I flutterd my eyes open painfully to the light and looked around. I was in a room with lavender walls and a simple metal frame bed, a wooden night stand and wood floors. The door was open so i could easily see a boy sprawled out on a couch.
He had messy light brown hair with what looked like naturall blonde highlights from the sun. He was unusually pale and was asleep with his feet proped up and one arm hanging off of the dark red colored sofa.
I would have thought he was dang hot had he not been in a white lab coat. I tried to jump up but my body yowled in protest as i let out a sicking scream the even startled me.
He shook awake opening his - now i see light green - eyes, leting a startled grunt and falling off the sofa and onto the floor.
" Well i see some one finally woke up. I thought you where in a coma." He mutterd in a slight southern accent, heaveing himself off the ground useing the sofa as a crutch and stumbleing over into my room, bleary eyed.
"W-who are you and what do you want? Are you with them? " I asked in the strongest voice my weak body could handle, but still manageing to put enough venom to kill some one in the word " Them " .
" Uh.. i kinda found you out side by the river nearly dead? And um, who is ' them' ?" He mumbled yawning and itching the side of his messy hair, and carryed out a completely lax tone of voice.
" Nothing. Nevermind. Whats with the coat." I said swiftly, pulling my hand up and tuging on his wrinkled white lab coat, even though every thing in my body and mind told me not to.

More soon, why is he in a lab coat? Who is he?Will he turn her in? Dun dun dunnnn. Cliff hanger