My dry eyes begin to flutter. There is a MASSIVE amount of sun entering through my window. My throat is horse and I feel horribly weak, the after math of physically straining myself. A flash black of the most recent events come back to me… the punch... the blackout… the plane… the other blackout... the fight with my dad. My dad? Wait where was he now? Where am I? I hear a rustle, and look over there is the red-haired woman sitting in a chair next to my bed. Was she there all night? I remember being tied down and I bring my wrists up and notice they have been freed from the strains.

"Good morning Demi, did you sleep well?" I then flashed back to the needle forced in my vein, and thought well I would sure codeine injected in my arm.

"Ugh, yes... thanks."

"We let you sleep in today, but there is a strict schedule that we will need you to follow from here on out. Sleeping in till noon just won't do." Really bitch? Really? What did you expect? You people PUT me to sleep!

"Alright…"

"I laid out some clothes for you if you'd like to take a shower real quickly." Laid out my clothes? I can't even pick out my own clothes. At this point I remembered that her name was Tami and replied

"Ugh okay, Tami," in a mocking voice.

I showered using hotel-like products that made my skin feel like sand. I noted to myself that I would ask to get beauty products pronto. I looked at the clothes Tami laid out for me, it was a grey sweater and black jersey pants. They seemed too hot since I had just come from the tropic south America, but I remembered I wasn't there anymore. Where was I? I looked around for my suitcase. The clothes she picked out weren't bad, but I couldn't give her the satisfaction of wearing what she wanted me to wear. I found it and decided to put on my black leggings and a forest green flowy top. As I was turning to walk out the door, there was Tami. This woman was insane. How the hell did she know I was finished? She looked me up and down then smiled. I could tell she was upset by my lack of consideration for the outfit she chose for me.

"You're just in time for lunch. I'll walk you to the cafeteria and you can have a chance to meet the other girls," Tami said with a smile. I was already getting annoyed with her cheery attitude, it seemed so staged.

We started walking down a long and narrow white hallway; we passed a courtyard which seemed to calm me (which was probably it's purpose). Until I remembered Tami's word "cafeteria". The last time I was in the cafeteria with other girls was not one I like to remember.

FLASHBACK

Rumors had flooding the school that morning. These stupid bitches were jealous that I had a boyfriend. I swear it. Fourth period let out at Cross Timbers Middle School, and it was now lunchtime. I kissed my very first boyfriend last week, and it was the most special thing. I was in love. But no one could accept it. My boyfriend and I took a picture of us lying down in his bed. Last night I decided to post it on myspace because I loved him and I wanted EVERYONE to know. I started getting comments saying "slut" and "hoe". But this was today. There was nothing I could do about posting that photo now, and I mean it was two girls. No one else probably saw it, right? Wrong. I walked into the cafeteria and everyone seriously stared. My heart stopped beating and I…

"Demi?" I was brought back to reality and looked up at Tami.

"Here is the cafeteria, the staff will bring you a plate. Sit wherever you like." I looked around nervously. All these girls had problems. Would they ask me what mine was? I wasn't even sure I had a problem. I noticed a brunette girl sitting with dirty blonde at a table. They motioned me over. Prying my feet from the floor, I went over to them. The brunette introduced herself at Samantha and the dirty blonde was Angela. I noticed something very strange about Samantha. She had a very narrow, thin face, with skinny arms and legs, but her stomach was swollen. She began talking to Angela about something irrelevant when it hit me. This girl was pregnant. My compassion for her quickly dissolved. How could she starve herself with a baby in her stomach? I was disgusted with her. I wanted to leave this place. I couldn't even sit next to her.

Just then I heavy set woman came and brought me a tray of food. On the plate there was a glass of water, rice, beans, and a side of chicken. I was a vegetarian. I hadn't eaten meat in a year… except the occasional times that I binged eating anything and everything in sight. I started eating around the meat, not wanting to make a big deal on my first day.

"Oh, I just love your green top," said Samantha. I looked at her lose and comfy navy shirt and sweats and realized why Tami had set out the clothes she did. I felt very uncomfortable being overdressed. I quietly thanked her, and continued nibbling on my rice.

Samantha and Angela continued talking until Tami came back to the table. She looked down at my plate making a mental note of what I ate and didn't eat.

"We scheduled you a private meeting with Dr. Sylvia Gearing. She is excited to meet you." I was slightly curious, but I honestly didn't care. I just wanted out of there, NOW!