Sophie
I was sitting in that office, my mind numb.
'What the fuck do they want from me? I'm not crazy, I don't belong in the loony bin or whatever this place is!' I frowned crossing my arms angrily. I could hear my mum talking to the doctor.
"She hasn't talked in over 3 months- ever since it happened. I don't want to do this but I feel as if I have no choice."
"We'll keep her here for a month or three and see how she progresses, there are obviously things that need to be worked out." he said sounding pompous.
'I don't get what the big deal is? I just don't feel like talking to anybody at the moment. What's the saying? 'If you don't have anything sensible to say, better to say nothing?' well that's what I'm doing.' I was so caught up in my own thoughts and I didn't see my mum and Julia getting up.
"Soph? Love, we're going now." my mum looked on the verge of tears.
"Yeah we'll miss you loads babes." Rosie said in her own perky way.
After mum left, I noticed the doctor was handing me over to someone else, a lady dressed in white with a red kerchief wrapped neatly around her neck. She seemed nice, I assumed she was a nurse or someone from the establishment.
"Alright Sophie, I'm going to lead you to your room now." She said carefully while we made our way through the hallways. They all had some kind of paintings hanging on the walls. 'Christ the place looks mad.'
"Right this way, love. This is the girls' hallway. That's the bathroom." she pointed to a room with a row of green cubicles. "That's the living room, we have a television, games, books, etc." She added.
I saw lots of people sitting in their pajamas in front of the telly, a flash of blonde hair called my attention though, as she was the only one that had hair that light of color. It was almost white, which meant she probably bleached it at some point. She was sitting there, before the telly dressed in her dark purple pajamas with a leather jacket wrapped tightly around her. The sleeves rolled up to her elbows and a peculiar bracelet wrapped itself tightly around her wrist. I usually didn't like the color purple, but it didn't seem to bother me as it usually would.
The girl had a light blue, elastic hair - band wrapped around her head, with her hair tied up in a high bun. The slim figure seemed to go out of her way to stand out; and so she did. I saw her look my way and I swiftly looked away, feeling my cheeks burn. I must've been staring for a good couple of minutes, and so she had noticed. One always has the tendency to look back at the other person, once you have been caught staring that is. And just to check if they're still looking at you, you glance over again, only to be caught doing the same surreptitious act. You should never do this, since the person is always still looking at you. Of course I did look, like any normal person would. I just couldn't help myself. And so I caught her staring back; she had a slight smirk on her lips.
"Sophie? Sophie? Sophie?!" I heard someone calling my name. 'The nurse.'
I looked up "This way my dear, you can meet the others, once you're settled."
She stopped at a small doorway. "This is yours." she said in a chipper way. I entered the room and noticed it was very simple: a bed, a purple nightstand, a plain white closet, nothing more. "Don't be frightened by the interior love, you can make it as much as yours as you want.".
'With what? There's nothing here with which I could make it more me.'
"Okay I'll leave you to it then." the nurse or whatever she was said and walked out. I plumbed myself on the bed, closing my eyes and just taking it all in.
A knock on the door interrupted my solid feeling of relief. I screwed my eyes shut thinking 'Oh what now'
"So you're the new girl?" a small brunette asked me. I just looked at her, if I didn't feel like talking to my family or my friends, strangers made no difference in that. "I'm Katy." she said. "And you are-?" I didn't answer; I just looked up to the ceiling. She squinted her eyes suspiciously "Not talking?" She answered her own question.
"And obviously not interested." another girl retaliated.
'Jeez what is this? The welcoming wagon?' I really wasn't up to this.
"Come on rabbit people usually don't like being ambushed like this." I smiled shyly and looked up, I gasped mentally at the sight of the blonde- the same blond I saw before in the living room. Somehow I felt embarrassed. I didn't want to be confronted with the person that had caught me staring at them. In fact I wasn't staring at just her, I was just curious about everyone! I cringed at myself, wanting to dive under the cotton covers and never come out.
"I'm not, just trying to make small talk, although I think small talk is overrated in her mind." She said talking about me as if I wasn't in the room. Now I really wanted to hide under the covers, so they could talk like I wasn't there, because I wasn't there! It would make it less awkward.
"Rabbit." The blonde said beckoning Katy to her side. "Come on let's leave her be, she just arrived. She could probably use a breather." she whispered to Katy.
Katy nodded and smiled at me. "See you later Schtum!"
As they got up I found myself trailing the blonde's every movement. Only to be caught again. I blushed heavily. I cursed myself! I wanted to kick and throw a little yammering fit, 3 year old style. I couldn't believe I stared at the same person twice, only to be caught twice! Well I couldn't help that she looked cool. She didn't look like she was really enrolled in the institution. She looked like she could've been one of the counselors. Maybe that's why counselors dressed up in a certain way, to have that same effect? She smiled shyly and I did feel a certain tendency to be her friend. The tendency you got when one of the cool, interesting kids on the playground spoke to you.
'Meh.'
They went out, and I felt relieved and disappointed at the same time. I didn't know what it was about the blonde that intrigued me? She seemed plain.
The door closed again and I found myself looking at my nightstand -the very sight of it bothering me-
'I usually don't like the color purple'
