As I started to think about what my life has become to be, questions started forming in my head, like "is my twin alive?" or "who am I?" and etc. How do I know what to do, I mean I've been in a coma for 15 fricking years. I'm now supposed to be 19 years old. I haven't even been to kindergarten, so technically I'm stupid. Wait how the hell am I even thinking with these words, I mean I could barely speak when I was 4 years old.
Lucas: "Hello? Emile? Are you there?"
The hot doctor was waving his hands in my face.
Emile: "I'm sorry what? I just spaced out... Can you repeat what you said again?"
He started laughing like a mad man while I just stared at him like he was crazy. After he finished laughing he smirked at me. Oh my lord, this can't be good.
Lucas: "So you think I'm hot?"
I didn't even know what to say. I just stared at him with my mouth wide open. Once I recollected my thoughts I answered him.
Emile: "Did I just say that out loud? Oh my lord, this is so embarrassing..."
I could feel my cheeks heat up like an oven.
Lucas: "Don't worry I guess you're getting used to all this."
Emile: "...Ok... I have a few questions... Well, a lot."