The walls were painted a pale gray one that could make a bad day worse, dust ridden blinds were letting in all the light it looked like the room hadn't been inhabited for years but now there were eleven teens standing in the middle of it. "Welcome to the sharing room." A perky counselor appeared from behind the door, her blonde hair tucked behind her ears.

"The sharing room?" Sage looked uncertainly at Hope who just shrugged.

"Ugh I think I missed the memo because I didn't bring anything to share." Spot laughed.

Whisper rolled her eyes and elbowed him. "Shut up."

"Well someone's into this."

"Everyone is going to color a picture!" Counselor perky shouted clapping her hands.

"Is this a joke?" Sneaks asked.

Counselor perky turned around looking slightly flushed. "A joke? Is this a joke? I'm sorry does this seem like a joke to the rest of you?" she raised her voice. " I am quite offended that you would have the audacity to call this group learning experience a joke!"

"Sorry." One of the guys mumbled in her general direction.

"It is not like you were sent here for being model students! This is not a joke this is an activity to HELP you!"

Kloppman interrupted her "I think they understand Casella, calm down."

"Coloring can't be all that bad." BC spoke up half heartedly.

Dibs went along with Caps hope. "Yeah I mean what have we got to loose?"

"All right so Casella what would you like us to color?" Jack stepped forward and grabbed the paper and crayons, followed by handing Sage the paper. "Lets pass this junk out." He whispered.

Casella blew her nose and straightened out her skirt. "Today you'll be coloring a collage of your life, or rather what's important in your life." She exclaimed holding up her own picture. "I'll be back in two hours and then we'll share them with our friends."

"Well if this isn't truly exciting." Jake mocked laying down on his back.

"I'm entertained already." Sneaks countered pulling out a black crayon.

Everyone found their places around the room each and everyone finding themselves truly engulfed in the project, coloring without looking up or worrying about who would laugh. They were all too busy sharing their feelings on a white sheet of paper with thirty two different colors. Hope sat with her legs bent and extended out underneath the window, BC sprawled out next to the wall with the crayons poured out around her, by her head Dibs had made himself at home taking causal glances at her picture, Jack set his cowboy hat and dumped the crayons into it leaning against the far right corner, Spot sat in the back of the room where there wasn't much light sitting with his legs straight out ignoring the fact that whisper had laid her legs on top of his in protest. Jake hid among the bookshelf out of everyone's view, Sneaks on the other hand sat directly in front of the door as if asking for someone to barge in unexpectedly. Sage closed her eyes and leaned back against the floor her knees up in the air, Nugget made her place a foot from sage sitting her crayons in her lap and scooting her feet underneath her so Skittery had a place to sit comfortably.

"Can I borrow someone's brown by any chance?" Hope asked looking up from her paper.

"Yeah." Spot threw one at her head smiling to himself.

"Thanks." Hope snapped.

"Was i like seriously the only one that found this a bit odd?" Sneaks asked defensively.

"Nope." Jack told her.

"It may be cool to see what positive things people think of their lives though." Whisper added.

"Well I'm glad you have positive memories." Hope retorted pressing the black crayon down a little harder.

"There has to be something positive somewhere in the seventeen years of your life." Sage said.

"You should dig down deep." Jake laughed.

"Isn't that a song?" BC asked.

"Yeah it goes... "dig down deep, till there's no more. I'll dig down deep where there's a well without a floor, he loves me, he loves me...and so on." Jake sang pretending he had his guitar in his lap.

"Oh yeah we used to sing that in SUnday school." Whisper laughed making the sign language motions.

Nugget smiled. "Its on Tuesdays good night tape. She refuses to go to sleep without it."

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Sneaks grabbed her papers and moved a foot to the left, out of the way without ever standing up. "I am so talented." she joked putting her crayons away.

Casella opened the door and peaked in to find everyone awake and cleaning up except for Sage who was asleep. She had her arm stretched out beneath her head, her red hair piling over her face. "Please don't everyone rush to wake her up." She remarked sarcastically.

Jack crawled over and tucked some of the hair behind her ear. "Sage...sage its time to wake up." He whispered tapping her shoulder. "Casella's back."

"I'm up." She mumbled groggily.

"Okay who wants to go first?"

"I will." Whisper held her picture in front of her. On it she had drawn a smiling face that nobody could recognize, the New York Yankees sign, a baseball, a white oleander and a book. "My best friend and I loved watching baseball together her grandpa would take us every season. We'd always get to watch Derek Jeter play from the best seats in the house. It was always the time of my life! But then we got in a car accident and i was the only one that survived she ended up in the hospital in the ICU two floors below me, I forced her to drive home from aparty one night when we were wasted and I could never make myself go into her room. I never got to say goodbye or even attend the funeral. But the oleander, that symbolizes the first flower that bloomed after i heard about her death and the book thats just because i like to read. I guess that's kinda what my lifes like I mean that accident pretty much shaped my whole world and its how i got sent to Lake Vista." She put the picture down and wiped her eyes with her thumbs.

"Mine just illustrates the flag of Italy. Italy was where we lived before we moved down here. My mom and dad seemed to be around alot more then, they weren't as busy. I don't blame them however they have kids they need to raise. We had a lot of fun in Italy. I used to play soccer all the time with a bunch of guys we hung out with. We moved down here about three years ago and that was about the last time we saw our parentsd. They started to go out on business trips a lot more and when they came home it was for a day or two. As corny as it sounds I guess I just miss how it used to be." BC folded her picture and tucked it in her back pocket.

"This is going well." Casella said excitedly.

"Sage! Sage!" Jack screamed catching her body before she hit the floor.

"Chloe! Oh my god! Chloe!" hope's head turned quickly and she ran across the room. "Chloe, chloe say samething!" She screamed holding on to her shoulders. "Please."

"This is 911 whats the emergency." The voice on the other end sounded distant and unnerving.

"Chloe just blacked out, shes not moving, we can abrely get a pulse." Kloppman spoke into the phone like a machine.

Minutes passed as silence filled the air.

"Helps on the way." Kloppman reassured everyone that now sat near Chloe's body.