" So why don't I get to go to group like everybody else?" Coty asked

" I don't think you are ready for group yet," Peter answered

"Why not?"

"Well Coty, group is for sharing and listening to others and I don't think your totally ready to share with a group, cause you have yet to share your feelings here when we meet," Peter explained, " Do you want to go to group?"

"I don't know I was just wondering," Coty mumbled

"So how about you trying to share today?" Peter then asked

"Share what?" Coty in turn asked, unsure of how much he wanted to share with Peter

"Well what would you like to talk about what is on your mind?" Peter asked, Coty looked at him and gave him a half smile

" Back to this again," Coty sighed and shook his head " All that's been on my mind since getting here has been getting out,"

"OK then, what do you miss outsider here so much that you want to get out so bad?" Peter asked

" I don't know my freedom, my friends, caffeine," Coty answered half-assed

"What about your sister Lysa?"

"Lysa? Yah sure, I miss her, I'm used to seeing her everyday, being able to talk to her," Coty said then stopped and waited for Peter to ask another question

"Were you two close?"

"We were close, I used to take her to parties, and she always made sure that I got up for class on time,"

"What did she think about your drug use?"

"Lysa, well she never said anything about it, I mean she was there with me every morning when I did it, sometimes when we were running late she would say something,"

"Do you think maybe she had a hard time telling you?"

"She's not like that, she would tell you what ever was on her mind, she wouldn't hold back," Coty said, Peter then rustled through some paper work, and then arrived at the piece he was looking for and pulled it out as he read.

"Coty has been on a downward spiral lately, at first when he started it wasn't that bad, but then he started to get skinner and paler, and his lows would get really bad, he started to change and he would get mad all the time, the slightest thing would set him off,"

"So, who can tell me why the battle of troy took place?" Alan asked a class of less than excited looking students " Why did these two armies fight for so many years, away from their homes and families, what was it that they were trying to gain?" He pressed on hoping some one would answer "Hasn't anyone heard of the battle of Troy before?

"Helen," Coty mumbled in the back of the room

"Yes," Alan said excitedly " and who was Helen Coty?"

"Helen was Melenous's wife who was said to be the prettiest woman ever,"

"Why though did they go to war?" Alan continued

"Because Paris kidnapped Helen," Coty answered wishing that he had just kept his mouth shut

"So they went to war for this guy's wife, why didn't he just find a new wife?" Auggie asked and then chuckled to himself

"Because it was his wife, he wasn't about to let this fuckhead just take her away, especially if she's the pretties woman in the world" Coty said, trying to piss Auggie off.

"Language Coty, " Alan warned

"So the whole war was started to get some guys' wife back?" Scott asked

"Yep, but this wasn't just any woman this was Helen, the prettiest woman in the world, "Alan answered Scott

"A whole war for one girl?" Auggie laughed

"It wasn't just a girl, it was honor," Coty said

"if you were at home what would be a normal day for you? Peter asked

"A normal day. uh… go to school, get done from school, go to Phil's house for a while, or maybe Jesse's, then go to Mike's or Brad's later on, then go home," Coty answered not totally understanding what Peter asked

"When would you normally use during the day?" Peter asked

"What does it matter when I would use during the day?" Coty asked

"Coty, I'm trying to understand you, and your drug use"

"OK, uhh, sometimes when I woke up I would do a line in the car after I got ready for school, if it was a bad day or something sometimes I would do a line or two at lunch, then usually I would do something after school, that was the most regular time I guess, after school," Coty thought out loud

"Did your close-friends know how often you were using?"

"No, Scott, Phil and Lysa were the only ones who knew I used, well Scott didn't know how much,"

"Where did you get the money for your addiction?" Peter asked. Coty stared blankly at him. "You had a pretty expensive addiction from the sound of it, four to eight lines a day plus whatever else you could get your hands on," Peter paused, waiting for a response from Coty, but Coty was silent. "A hundred dollars at least a day, where does a 16 year old come up with that kind of money?"

"My guardian angel," Coty simply answered.

"Coty, if your not ready to talk about this its OK, but sooner or later your going to have to face it,"