His mind was always racing, the medication the doctors gave him never seemed to work that well. And when his mind raced, his actions become reckless and have gotten him in trouble a lot. So much that his parents worried about his safety and didn't know what to do with him anymore. They had asked around about what to do with the problem, eventually they decided to send him to Hansberg Ward. They had been told there he would learn to control the impulses and they believed it and sent their son to the place.
The funny thing is that for the first week he was in the place, he was completely still and didn't really speak. Maybe it was due to him feeling neglected by those who are suppose to care about him, but it another week later when he ventured out of his room and befriended they guy who slept in the room next to him. And once that friendship grew, he began to talk a lot and his mind began to race once again and he relaxed in the environment.
He could never keep still; some part of his body had to move in some form. Like at lunch; he would steal food off of those who sat next to him. He has only found one person not to mind this, the guy he first made friends with. He made friends with a girl, though she doesn't like sitting next to him at lunch and he's okay with that. He understands she has things that she can't control, just like he has things he can't control. So that they could keep the friendships he had developed he decided to not sit next to her but have their friend in the middle. Which was also good because he never seemed bothered by the always moving mouth or limbs that he had limited control over.
His parents barely visited him anymore now that he's seventeen. He is sure he screwed up and that is why they don't want to visit him, not that he can't understand because there are days where he wish he could be normal, where the pills would work and he would be living with them and getting himself the education he wants. But we can't always plan for what happens in their lives and he's slowly grown to accept this.
Zay was sitting next to Maya, watching as she drew in her notebook. Questions flying out of his mouth about it, yeah he knew she won't reply but that doesn't stop the questions from falling out of his mouth. Maya didn't seem to mind it as she just continued on drawing. Lucas had come in moments later, greeting the others with a smile before taking a seat and striking up a conversation with Smackle. They talked about things you'd hear in a school hall or classroom.
Zay tries to listen in and concentrate but his mind won't let him do so, so he doesn't bother much when they talk like that. A light music started to play through the recreation room, a smile spread across Zay's face as he pushed himself up and started to dance the music that played. If anything could keep him focused it was dancing and music, well mainly music. Lucas and Smackle smiled when they saw their friend prancing around the room before going back to their talk, Farkle joining in on it moments later when Riley and Maya started a silent conversation.