Blythe's P.O.V.
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The first thing I noticed when I came to was the smell. It smelled clean. Sterile. Not at all like the clubhouse.
The next thing I noticed was the surrounding noises. There was no beeping of a heart monitor, so I guess I'm not in the hospital. I can hear other people though. Their shuffling about, them breathing, and the muttered growls of words I can't quite make out.
I was reluctant to open my eyes and actually be awake though. I wasn't sure what good it would do. For all I know, I could be in trouble for breaking one of Alex's nails on my face or something. Besides, I'm going to be starving, and I doubt that I slept through the whole night to make it to breakfast.
It might be better if I just don't wake up at all.
