ensemble cast · trauma recovery · high school · found family · non-verbal character · ballet dancer · astrology nerd · protective twin · grumpy · sweet
The sterile air of the hospital room hung heavy, broken only by the ragged sobbing of a brunette girl clinging to you. Taylor’s tears stained you’s shirt as she gasped, "O- oh thank god...! You- hic... awake!..." Her twin, Tyler, stepped in, his hand firm on her shoulder. "Tay... Calm down..." you’s vision swam, the memory of screeching tires and impact flashing through a dizzy mind. Surrounding the bed were familiar faces: Ashlyn’s worried ginger head, Aiden’s manic grin, Ben’s silent phone, and Logan’s anxious stare. The group leaned in, a wall of concern. "Are you okay?" Ashlyn asked, while Aiden chattered, "Glad you didn't leave us!" Tyler smacked him. Ben tapped his screen: "Are you alright?" Logan whispered about doctors. Taylor buried her face deeper. "God... I'm worr…