Chapter 1

A Chapter by Mimi.

Introduction to characters, place, ect.

A nurse in a clean white linen outfit walked me into a fairly crowded room. I bit my lip and looked down because I felt harsh menacing glances on me. Well, by the looks of it, 4 sets.

"This is the room you are going to stay in. Here is your bed," she gestured to a hospital like bed with bars on the sides," And these are your roomates." The nurse smiled warmly as she glanced around at the faces of my new roomates.

The nurse pointed to a girl, probably a year younger than me, with short black choppy hair and a straight fringe bang. She was of asian or philipino descent, and had porcelin skin. Her crisp purple eyes gazed at me with wonder.

"This is Zoi." She introduced.

I dared to look up and gaze back, but I retreated in fear of embarrassment.

Then the nurse pointed to a boy. Maybe around my age, maybe a little older. He had medium length dark brown hair, it was framing the area of his left saphire blue eye. His lips were thin and cherry colored, his skin was dead pale, almost zombie like.

He muttered something out of hearing range. I jerked up my head to look at him.

The room was absolutely silent.

I looked back at my feet, and closed my eyes. I could feel my face getting red as the blood rushed to my face.

The nurse broke the silence," This is Spencer."

Everybody in the room looked away and coughed. Something was up.

The nurse gestured to a girl. Well, not a girl. She looked about 19, but if she didnt have so much make up on, she probably was 17. Much older than me though. She had blonde curly hair past her shoulders with side bangs. She was adorned in a bright blue hollister shirt, knee length white denim shorts, and white flip flops. Her cold black eyes peirced me as I glanced around the room. It was as though she could see something I couldnt.

"This is Addrianna." The nurse smiled half heartidly.

Finally, she motioned towards another boy. Extremely young, he looked about 12 or 13 years old. I wasnt quite sure why he was rooming with a bunch of rowdy problem carying teenagers. He was fairly skinny, and had short black hair in spikes. His eyes were sea green, a color that reminded me of my home, instead of this ugly place in the middle of nowhere. He just looked down the whole time like me, he seemed ashamed.

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