Connor POV:We go through a few doors and we reach the place where I'll be for at least the next three days. I see a sign that reads "Unit 6".

We walk in and it's big to say the least. Someone at the desk has my backpack and I look around. There's a lot of teens here. There's a huge window, like an entire wall of window, and outside it a ten foot wood fence. There's five tables, the ones towards a white board smaller and the one towards some sort of cabinet bigger.

"Connor? We need to take your weight and give you a skin assement."

I followed a man into a laundry room where a scale was. My weight was taken and he was taken into another room. The roon had two beds, two bookshelf-cubbie things, two nightstands, and a bathroom. Another man came in and I had to partially strip. They marked down every scar on his body.

"This will be your room. You can go to group room now," said one man.

When I came back, everyone except two boys had left. I was told I couldn't leave the unit in the scrubs and was given a lunch. I sat at a table, alone, and opened the styrofoam container. There was a big cheese buger with white American cheese, fries, and baked beans. I ate and looked and took in my new environment. Then, the boy from the waiting room came through the door.

Evan's POV:"This place is huge. Where is everyone? Is that a food cart? What is going to happen? God, my mind is going a million miles an hour." I took a deep breath and followed Toby into a laundry room where he took my weight.

We went into a room that looked very nice for a hospital. Not at all what I expected. Toby and another man gave me a skin assement and it was awful.

"This is your room. You're roomate is Connor I think," the unknown man said. I nodded and we left the room.

I was offered some lunch, but I turned it down. I was way too anxious to eat. My appetite had disappeared. I saw the boy from the other room. Connor, I think his name was.

"That must be my roomate. I should sit by him. " I thought and sat by him.

"H-hi. I'm E-Evan. You're r-roomate. " I gave him a slight smile which was returned with a glare.

"Leave me alone... " Connor replied. I nodded and sat at my own table. Soon, the door open and about ten other teens came in.

Connor and Evan are on the unit now. What will happen next?

Author's Note

Also, they really do give you a skin assessment and it's really awkward. The first place I went make you strip entirely, but the second place - which this place is based off of - just made me pull up/down my shirt/pants. They also take your weight and, depending again on where you are, take it weekly. And that's what it looked like and actually what I ate when I first got there.

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