Chapter 4
Torrie stared at the muscular man, by the name of John. He had the deepest blue eyes, she'd ever seen, and dimples that made her go weak in her knees.
She thought he was very handsome. Taking her attention from the young man, she turned it to the others that were standing around the room.
The one name Cody had piercing light blue eyes, and chocolate brown hair. He had a tall and slim body frame. Jeff, had rainbow colored hair, with gages inside of his ears, with his body covered in tattoos. Eve had light colored brown hair, with light green eyes. She was barely wearing clothing, consisting of a skimpy skirt, and a cut off blue tank top.
Randy, was tan skinned, with light blue eyes covered in tattoos. He must of been the one Maria was talking about. He had a menacing look that soon changed into a smile.
Maryse had platinum blonde hair, which went down to her back. Her hazel eyes seemed to be skimming around the room, looking absolutely bored, until she checked out the guys in the room.
Phil had long black hair, hazel eyes, piercings, and he was also covered in tattoos. He seemed to have a lopsided grin that wouldn't leave.
Layla seemed like a nice girl. Short, brown hair, brown eyes, and an English accent. Just had this innocent presence about her.
They all seemed like good people. Too bad she was planning on leaving very soon.
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The muscular man that had carried Torrie's bags earlier had returned to take the rest to the rooms. He then returned back downstairs with the patients.
They had eaten some lunch, which consisted of baked ziti with parmesan, garlic bread and red wine. Maria played with her hair a bit and only took small sips of her wine.
No one noticed this, but they all arrived in the downstairs area, where Stephanie said the meeting will be held.
"So how is everyone liking it so far?" she asked them. There were some murmurs, showing that they were all bored out of their minds.
"Well, that's not the response I wanted to hear, but let's continue anyway. I want you to stand up, and address what's the reason you're here, "Stephanie instructed.
There was a shift of an uncomfortable silence came into play. They all knew it was bound to happen, but no of them wanted to go.
"Torrie, why don't you start?" The blonde looked as all eyes were on her, her heart was racing, but she awkwardly stood up anyway.
"Well, my name is Torrie; I'm 18 years old from Idaho. I'm here because I'm, well, a self-mutilator." more silence. Until, Phil raised his hand.
"Not to be rude in the slightest bit, but you seem to have a great life. Dressed in designer clothes, hair and make-up did all nice, why would you want to cut yourself?" he asked.
Torrie felt an anxiety attack approaching her. She already didn't like that she had to tell what was wrong with her, but now she had to tell why she was there.
"She probably got raped by her uncle or something. Maybe a close relative or a nanny, no wait, your butler, "Maryse spoke. Everyone looked toward her and gasped.
Why was she so rude?
"Maryse, if you can't say anything nice, don't say it at all. Torrie, you may have a seat, I apologize," Stephanie said. Torrie sat back down, and brought her knees to her chest.
"Why don't you go next Maryse? Since you're all high and mighty, "John defended. Torrie sent a small smile his way.
"Alright, I will. I'm in love with myself, and why wouldn't I be? I'm gorgeous, "she smirked to them. I think it was easy to tell she was the narcissus of the ten.
"Maryse, just stop it, "Stephanie demanded.
Once again she smirked.
"Whatever you say auntie, oh and by the way, I'm going to be twenty soon."
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After the events that had took place, everyone learned a bit about, everyone. Randy was a twenty one year old schizophrenic.
Eve was a sixteen year old exhibitionist, meaning she had problems with wearing "clothes." In other words, she liked to reveal herself, and she absolutely had to. She couldn't stop, no matter how much she tried; it sort of took over her life.
Cody had Bipolar 2 Disorder. Bipolar 2 is a mental disorder where moods shift between the two extremes of hypomania and depression. There is a middle ground as well, known as euthymia, the "normal" state. Periods of hypomania and depression are called episodes. Only seventeen.
Phil was nineteen years of age, and he was an adrenaline junkie. He needed that adrenaline rush, but what he didn't know is that if he wasn't careful, he would end up killing himself.
Layla was a twenty year old nymphomaniac.
John was twenty one years old, with anger issues. He tended to hide it, but it sometimes came out in the most aggressive, and violent ways.
Jeff was a drug addict, and even though he wasn't on it now, he knew he was going to suffer from withdrawal if he didn't get it soon.
And Maria, had anorexia, and was going to keep refusing to eat. She would never want to gain a pound.
The rooms were set up like this: Maria, Torrie, and Maryse in Room 3, Eve and Layla in Room 2, John and Cody in Room 1, Randy, Jeff, and Phil in Room 4.
With these personalities, and disorders, no one would know the outcome. Plus, they were going to the fair in the next two days, so no one knew what was to come.
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Okay so this was just a way for you guys to get to know some of people, and why they're here.
They are going to be going a festival/fair/amusement park, so they can get a feel of each other.
Matt will be doing the next one, so stay tuned. :)
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