Beatrice began to sit up from her bed, trying not to fall asleep. That was the last thing she wanted to do. To dream. She didn't want to dream even again. But the bed was so cozy and the nurse was so nice. She felt so secure and content. But she knew that she had to stay vigilant and wide eyed. She never knew when someone could- "She's in here. Make sure to be gentle when you're taking care of her. If you do it right I'll give you the extra credit you need for your classes." The nurse said. Beatrice's eyes widened. SARA?! Beatrice thought to herself. Sara seemed just as surprised as Beatrice was. But Sara actually seemed happy to see her. She had a soft smile on her face and her eyes were relaxed. Beatrice began to sit easily in her hospital bed. For some reason, she felt safe around her for the first time in a while. But when the nurse left she reverted back to her normal self. "Oh. So this is where you've been for the last few weeks. I just thought Wirt relived you where trash and put you on the side of the road on garbage day." Sara snickered. Beatrice felt like she was going to explode if she didn't let her anger out sooner or later. But then, something that Sara said stood out to her. "Wait! A weeks?! I thought I was only asleep for a couple of hours." Beatrice said with a face like she had just seen a ghost. Sara looked at her like she was the biggest idiot she had ever seen. "No duh! Your body shut down. You really thought it was going to be for a couple of hours?" Sara says. Beatrice rubbed her shoulder and looked down in embarrassment. Sara just rolled her eyes in discuss. Beatrice then realized something. This is Sara. There's no way she'd tell me the truth. Beatrice sat up strait and puffed out her chess as she took in a deep breath. "WIRT!!!" Beatrice said. She wanted to hear it from his lips. She knew she couldn't trust Sara. Sara looked at Beatrice with surprise and slight hope. "Wirt's here?!" Sara said as she got a mirror out and began to fix her hair and put on a little lip gloss. Beatrice looked at her as she did her hair and then looked down at herself. She grabbed a mirror that was on a lamp stand and looked at her face. She blushed at how her hair was so messy, her eye lashes where covered in sleep, and her face was drenched in drool. Beatrice quickly got a wash cloth and began to clean her face. When she was done washing her face and she looked at herself. Her plain face. Her freckles, brown eyes, and her over all frowning face. She sighed and looked over at Sara. She was even prettier then Wirt said she was when they were in the unknown. Her jet black short hair, glistening brown eyes, and her makeup made her look like a goddess of beauty. Beatrice didn't feel beautiful. She felt like Beatrice. She looked over to her right side and saw something that make her eyes lighten up. There were like 30 balloons with a card tied to it. She reached over to the letter and read it. It was from Wirt. "Beatrice. I know it's been hard for you ever since you got here and I'm sorry about that. I know I should have taken better care of you like a good friend. Just remember, you are a kind, funny, and overall beautiful girl. Love, Wirt." Beatrice held the card to her heart and felt like melting right there until Sara ripped it out of her hands. Sara's face was red at first but then a smirk went across her face. She began to laugh. "Wow! You really are dense. He said 'friend' Beatrice!" Sara said as she began to laugh even more. Beatrice began to blush in embarrassment and tried to fight back. "Well... It says beautiful too!" Beatrice says as she tries to hide her insecurity. Sara must have noticed because she took advantage of it.