Wow, this is the shortest chapter in the history of this story, I bet. I hope you get a kick out of it!
After about twenty minutes, they pulled into the Green Palms Mental Institute parking lot. Sophie got out of the car and opened up the trunk. She pulled out the sleek black violin case. Once Sophie had closed the trunk, Katie locked the doors and began walking up to the large building that reminded Sophie of a hospital.
"This violin is really heavy," Sophie muttered as they approached the entrance.
"Well duh," Katie answered scornfully. "That violin's probably worth several thousand dollars."
"Guitars are so much cheaper. And easier to play," Sophie said, pushing the door open and welcoming the blast of cool air that greeted her.
"Singing doesn't cost anything," Katie said, walking up to the reception desk. Her voice was very falsely cheerful when she said to the clerk, "Hi, um, I've got this violin, and like, it's Aiden's. Can we give it to him? Aiden Cooper?"
Sophie walked up next to Katie to back her up in case there was a problem. But nothing could have prepared her for what the receptionist said.
"I'm afraid that Mr. Cooper is no longer with us," the woman said. (A/N: I just want you to take a moment, and let this sentence sink in... Still have those pitchforks...? Okay! Keep reading!)
Sophie dropped the violin, "What! Aiden's dead? You killed him!" A blind rage took a hold of Sophie as tears sprang to her eyes. She practically climbed over the counter to attack the poor secretary.
The clerk stood and back away, eyes widening in fear. Katie pulled Sophie back, apologizing for her friend's behavior. "No, Mr. Cooper's parents picked him up this morning. He's staying with them now," the clerk said, eyeing Sophie warily. "Would you like an information packet? I think you'll find our rates are quite-"
"I'm not insane, you-" Sophie paused, composing herself. "I'm so sorry. It's that time of month, you see. Please forgive me."
"Very well," the secretary said stiffly.
"Could you give us directions to where to reach Aiden so we can deliver his violin to him?" Katie asked sweetly.
The clerk grunted and wrote something down on a piece of paper. She handed it to Katie with a contemptuous look at Sophie. "Have a nice day," she said in a monotone voice.
"You too," Katie replied in a sing-song voice, leading the way out the door.
Woo! I really had you going there for a second, didn't I? Lol, I'm just kidding. Review!