She was way bored. There was nothing to do in this room.

She stood up, and decided to take it out on the poor door that was blocking her from outside.

She noticed that there was already some dents on the door. So the door angered a lot of teenagers.

She was going to make the dents bigger.

Kori was walking down the hallway with Skittles in her hands.

She was level five, so she wasn't supposed to have candy.

She was sneaking it to her bedroom when she heard the growling .

She went over to where the sound was, and surprise! It was just another angry level one.

The door was making little dents on the her side of the door.

She hated it.

"Please stop making the noise. Please. It is not helping."

"LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Not until you stop. What are you mad about?"

"What do you think I'm mad about. I'm in a crazy house!"

"Are you hungry?"

Raven was. She didn't eat the slop.

"...is it slop?"

Kori's voice grew down to a whisper.

"It is the candy, Skittles."

"May I have some?"

"Yes, but you must not tell anybody about this. Do not tell anyone I gave it to you."

"...okay."

Kori slipped the Skittles in the little slot in her door.

"Thank you."

"No problem."

Kori walked away while Raven opened the bag and ate happily.

,(the owner) told Raven she could move to level two.

"Level two is where you share dorms with the other kids. You can shower take a bath, but one of our level axes has to watch you each time. You will go to our school, but must come back to the dorms immediately after that. No getting out of your dorm after seven."

Raven was fine with all that, except the bath part.

"What if we don't want to take a shower?"

"You have to. I don't like stinky kids in my hospital."

Raven groaned.

"Is there a problem?"

"No."

"Great."

He led her to the elevator.

"Take the elevator to floor 2. Your room is the second room to the right."

She stepped the elevator and punched the button.

Nice music came on.

Sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows everywhere!

"Ha."

It stopped at floor two.

She went in her room, to find another three girls on bunkbeds.

Two girls had top bunk, one girl had bottom.

One girl was as pale as her and had a little tattoo on her chest. She had jet black hair with red streaks. She was reading.

The other girl on the top bunk had short blonde hair and blue eyes. She was in pink pajamas staring out the window.

The girl on the bottom bunk was black and had two buns in her hair. She was wearing yellow and black tank top and black shorts. She was staring at Raven.

"Who are you?" Asked the girl.

"Your new roommate. "

"Oh."

Raven made her way to the bed fluffed her pillows.

She liked her pillows fluffed. Her real mother used to do it all the time.

"TIME FOR LUNCH!" A boy had burst into the room yelling. He had dirty blonde hair and tan skin. He had slightly pointed ears.

"I thought no boys were supposed to be in the girls side." The girl with the tattoo said with a British accent.

"Exactly. That's why I'm running so I don't get caught." With that he ran to the Next door.

The girls hopped off there beds and went out.

Raven picked at the jello.

It looked slightly better than the slop, but when she poked a hole in it she sweated air went out and it fell flat on her plate.

Gross.

The others were mindlessly eating their food, deep in conversation.

"So you're the new girl." It took Raven a minute to realize someone was talking to her.

It was that boy who ran in their rooms this morning.

"Obviously."

"What are you in here for?"

"That's none of your business."

"I'm in here for hyperactivity, and my mom thinks I'm a pathological liar."

"That's great."

He cocked his head and furrowed his eyebrows.

"You're really sarcastic."

"Nice observation."

He took a bite out of his jello.

"When did you come here?"

"Two days ago."

"How'd they take you in?"

"They manhandled me out of my car."

"That's better than the treatment I got."

She was curious.

"What'd you get?"

"They went into my house while I was sleeping and dragged me out my bed into the car. And my family was just staring at me."

"Oooo."

"Do you like the food here?"

"No. Why? Do you?"

"I've eaten worse."

The bell sounded signaling it was the end of lunch.

"See you tomorrow?"

"...maybe."