Sharpay stared at the clock in front of her. The second hand seem to be moving too quickly, or so Sharpay thought. In two hours she would attend her first group therapy session. She had only been at rehab for three hours, and already was supposed to talk about why she was here?

All of Sharpay's belongings had been checked through, to rid of sharp objects, gum, cigarettes, diuretics, laxatives; the list went on and on. Rules were echoing in Sharpay's mind. "Wake up is at six Monday through Friday, seven Saturday and Sunday for morning vitals check and weigh ins." "Only two fluids per meal: milk, water, or juice." "One napkin per meal." "No bathroom breaks are permitted during mealtime." "Patients must be seated the entire time during mealtime." "The cafeteria requires no blankets, bags, sweatshirts, backpacks, purses for obvious reasons."

The sudden noise of someone entering Sharpay's room pulled her out of her thoughts. A thin, bubbly girl with sandy blond hair and sun-kissed skin entered the bedroom along with a tall, tan, dark-haired boy and sat on the bed opposite Sharpay's with large smiles.

"Hi! You must be my new roommate, Sharpay?" Sharpay nodded hesitantly as the girl continued. "It's so nice to meet you! I'm Colette. This is Adam."

"Nice to meet you guys," she smiled brightly at the girl and boy sitting on the bed with the blue comforter.

"So, why are you here? Well, obviously I get why you're here, but what's your story? Did you decide to come to rehab or did your parents force you?" Colette blurted out quickly. Sharpay's mind instantly thought that she had never met anybody as blunt as Colette, except maybe Taylor, but already liked her.

"Something happened and I was put in the hospital, so everyone found out and now I'm here," Sharpay opened up slightly, making sure not to give away too many details before she actually got to know these people.

"You're holding out on details," Colette giggled in a sing-song voice. "Well with me," Colette laughed once again and bumped her shoulder into Adam with a smile. "I was on vacation with my family and my best friend in California, hence the tan. One morning I went for a run with my friend and basically had a minor heart attack and had to be brought to the hospital. So after I was released I was sent here. I've been here a week and a half. And you, Adam?" Colette asked the tan, dark-haired boy, even though she already knew the full story.

"I'm a wrestler, well, was a wrestler, and I always tried to make weight, but I guess eventually things went too far and it became a habit. And now I'm here with all these lovely ladies," the cute boy spoke for the first time, never taking his eyes off of Sharpay. Colette smirked inwardly to herself when she saw the interaction between her friend and new roommate. Suddenly, Adam stood up, wiping his palms across his dark blue jeans. "Well ladies, I've got individual therapy. See you at lunch!"

Once Adam was out of the room, Colette laid down on her side and looked at Sharpay, her hand propping up her head. "You like him, don't you?" She smiled knowingly.

"What?!" Sharpay sputtered, aghast. "No, of course not. I just met him. Besides, there's a boy at home."

"Ooh! Details!" The other blond squealed.

"It's nothing really; it's not like we're even official either. His name is Zeke and he's had a crush on me forever. And he was there for me a bunch in the past few months."

"Aw, sounds cute." The room grew silent as the girls mulled over their own thoughts. And eventually, Sharpay had concluded that maybe rehab wouldn't be that bad.

;-;

Soon enough, Sharpay was sitting in the cafeteria, about to eat her first lunch at rehab. Colette sat across from her, Adam to Colette's right, and a frail girl named Amy, who looked young enough to be thirteen sat at the other end of the table across from Tess, a mother of two who was in her early thirties and looked impossibly thin for a woman that age. Sharpay was shocked when she looked around the room and saw the faces of the people with eating disorders; that they weren't just teenage women, but women of all ages, and even a few young boys.

Across from Sharpay, Colette had already started picking at the slice of pepperoni pizza lying on the plate in front of her amongst the many other food items on her tray. A counselor named Shelly came over and took a seat next to Sharpay. "You're new here right?" She said cheerily.

"Yeah," Sharpay sighed nervously.

"Mmm, first meal is one of the hardest. But we're here for you." She smiled, urging Sharpay to start eating. Hesitantly, she pushed her fork into a plate of macaroni and cheese, catching noodles on the end of the fork. Slowly, the anxious blond lifted the fork up to her lips and bit down, letting the food fall into her mouth. She chewed lightly after letting out a deep sigh she hadn't known she was holding.

"Not that hard, now was it?" Shelly said encouragingly, patting Sharpay on the back.

By the end of lunch, Sharpay had eaten all the food on her plate, but a sad look was on her face.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Colette asked, patting Sharpay's hand.

Sharpay just shook her head, slipping back into silence. "Walk with me to group therapy, okay?" The two blond girls stood up and walked with arms linked to the large room down the hallway.

;-;

"Welcome to Community. As a few of you know, we've got a new member joining us. Sharpay, would you like to introduce yourself?" Shelly, the counselor who had helped Sharpay at lunch, spoke to the large group of people around the room.

For someone who had spent their entire life performing for people, Sharpay was incredibly nervous. At the moment, she really didn't want to be here, in rehab, at a clinic, trying to get better. She wished she could go home; home to her own bed, her own friends, her parents, and most of all Ryan.

"Um, hi, I'm Sharpay." Quickly, she sat back down and wrapped her arms self-consciously around her body.

"Would anybody like to explain the rules of group to Sharpay?" Shelly asked. Colette's hand shot up, the never fading smile plastered on her face. "Colette, thank you."

"This is the Community. This is group therapy. You can only talk if you're holding the talking stick, except Shelly," Colette said, while shaking the long feathered stick up in the air, "and basically this is a place to offer support, receive support, talk about what's on your mind, any struggles you're going through, and so on." Colette stood up and handed the stick back to Shelly.

"Okay, so who would like to start us off today? Anything on anyone's mind?"

A hand raised slowly up into the air, and Sharpay recognized the small girl, Amy, who had eaten lunch at her table. With stick in hand, Amy's small voice filled the room. "I've been here for three weeks and for most of that time I really didn't want to be here and I certainly didn't want any help. But, I'm starting to realize how much I really need help, so I was wondering if the Community could offer me support in the next couple of days, so that I can start getting back on track."

Moments later the stick was in Adam's hand and he started to talk. Sharpay stared directly at him, but he avoided her eye contact. "Most of you know my story, and something has really been on my mind lately. I keep thinking...I keep feeling like I need to...purge. I haven't, but I just feel like every time after I eat that I just need to get rid of it."

"Adam, why do you think this has been going on?"

He shrugged and looked at his hands that were gripped tightly together. "I don't want to gain weight. I really don't. But I want to get better. I think...I think it's just because...I don't know. All my life my brothers were so talented, and so physically fit and I looked up to them. They're the only reason I went into wrestling. And when I started making weight, and winning matches, I was so proud of myself and I just wanted to keep losing more and more. I want that emotional high back, like I was finally better than my brothers."

"Thank you, Adam, for opening up with the group. Anything else?"

Adam folded his arms together and finally looked up. His eye contact locked with Sharpay's. "I just have a feeling I'm not the only one who feels like that." Soon the eye contact became too intense for Sharpay and, knowing Adam was referring to Sharpay, she looked down shamefuly.

Author's Note: There's the first chapter! I'm so glad it's finally up. It's kind of short, but I just needed to set things up. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Here's a couple of things to know:

Colette is played by Gabrielle Christian (Spencer from South of Nowhere)
Adam is played by Chris Olivero (Declan from Kyle XY)

And a bunch of inspiration/ideas/details about the rehab-chapters comes from the documentary THIN. It's an amazing film. So, review? :)