Disclaimer: Hey. i know that these things are kind of pointless so i won't go into detail except that everything belongs to James Patterson not me, except for my characters and the plot. my story won't be as good as Deji's but hopefully u will be able to make some sense of it. (this is goober) well here it goes.
A horrible buzzing noise woke me up, again, just like it does every morning. I sat up on my "cot," it was more like a table but the whitecoats thought that cot's was a better name for it. My head hurt it hurts like this every morning.
I looked over to see that Conner was already up, holding his head in his hands. His long sandy colored hair needed to be cut, badly. He looked up at me and tryed to smile but it ended up making him look constipated. That made me smirk. I could't help but to admire him he was so much stronger than I was. I stood up and walked over to the 4 by 4 mirror over the sink and looked at myself. my short black hair was growing wildly out of proportion. My ice gray eyes were staring back at me like two dark, empty orbs that were lost. I figured that it would matter what we looked like because today was going to be the best day of our lives.
The day that we escape.
Authors note: guys im sorry this chapter is so short. it was kind of the intro. so please hang in there and read the next chapter it will be like 3 times longer than this one. bye!!!!
-Goober-