Chapter 3

He pulled out a bag of pads. My face was as bright as a tomato. I couldn't breathe. Everyone was staring at it, and the guy said "Oh." and pushed it aside, with the rest of my

stuff that I got to keep. He then picked up a black tank top, and said "No you can't have this here, no tank tops allowed", he said. "You suck" I thought. Next he pulled out a

black shirt that was a little too low cut. "You can't have this either." He pulled out a pair of jeans and pajama pants and said yes. Then pulled out a big black planet fitness

shirt that I think was my moms. "Here," he said, "You can wear this." "You're kidding me, right?" I said in disbelief. "No wear this with the jeans and you'll be good to go." he

told me. I glared at him. "No way in hell." "You don't have a choice, now go shower and get ready and your aids will take you and Brittany to the adolescent unit." He said.

"Fine" I told him. I took my things and headed for the bathroom, "You coming?" I asked my aid. "You can't get rid of me that easily, dear." She chuckled. "Am I going to have

to leave the curtain open..?" "No sweetie, I will stand outside the door, but you will have to leave the door open halfway, and the curtain can stay shut." "Thank you." I said to

her. I went in the extremely small shower and washed my hair and body, when I heard someone scream. I shut the water off and tried to listen to what was happening.

"Sam, just get dressed and stay in there for now." The aid told me through the door. "Why?" I asked her, confused. "Just do it.", she told me. I listened to her and got

dressed; it sucked though because my mom forgot my makeup so I had to go meet a bunch of teenagers while rocking the natural look. I threw up my hair and waited until

my aid told me it was time to come out. After what seemed like forever, she finally told me I could come out. I came out of the bathroom and saw a bunch of adults in my

room, but I was more focused on the girl lying on the bed passed out-it was Brittany. "The things you miss when you take a shower," I said. A few of them chuckled, but most

of them were focused on Brittany. One of them was holding a needle in her hand. "What did you do to her?" I asked. "They gave me booty juice", Brittany said waking up.

"Booty juice?" I asked. "They took a needle and put it up my ass," Brittany said. "Oh," I said awkwardly. "Well you two should get going to the adolescent unit now," One of

the adults said. "Okay", Brittany and I agreed. We walked with our aids down a few aisles, and ended up at the door to the kiddy unit. When we walked in I was glad to see

some color. Back in the adult unit it was all dark and gray; in here it was colorful and bright, but still scary at the same time. The worst part was it was freezing. As we

walked by, there was a room that they said was the lounge. There were two girls in there. One of them caught my eye though. She was blonde and looked like a super model.

She was way too pretty to be here, I thought. The girl next to her also had blonde hair, but while the pretty girls beautiful curls were down, the other blondes hair was up in a

ponytail. The pretty one gave me the biggest, sweetest smile when she saw me. I smiled back sweetly in return. "Okay girls, this is Sam and Brittany" The aids said to the

two girls, pointing to each of us. "I'm Nicole," said the pretty girl. "And this is Molly, she said pointing to the girl next to her." "Hi", said Molly. I said Hi to both of them,

Brittany just stared at them. "Samantha?" A man asked. "That's me." I said. "May I talk to you?" he asked me. I nodded and followed him into a room. "I'm just going to ask

you how you've been so far, and see how everything is going." I told him about what happened with Brittany, and how I was so nervous to meet the rest of the group. He

said they weren't all bad kids, and that I would make good friends with some of them, but I wasn't here to make friends. I just wanted to get the hell out of there. It creeped

me out. I walked out of the room and went back to the lounge, and noticed that there were more people in there, and that Brittany was gone. "Where did Brittany go?" I

asked my aid. "She went back to the room, she was tired." Oh. Even though I didn't particularly like Brittany, I didn't know anyone else here, so I was scared. I was even

more scared when my aid told me that now that I am in the adolescent unit, I don't need her to be with me anymore, so she left me alone. I was terrified. "What's your

name?" Someone asked "Sam" I answered. Then I went over to a chair and sat down. Nicole came over to me, along with 3 other girls. This one girl, Stephanie, was small and

dark colored, she seemed really sweet. She asked me where I was from, and I told her "Stony Brook." "Oh my god, that's where I am from," said Nicole. "No way, " I said.

"What school do you go to?" She asked me. "Murphy." I told her. "I go to Ward Melville, I'm in 12th grade." She said. "Hey matt," she called out to a guy that looked faintly

familiar. "She goes to Murphy". "Really?" he asked me. "What grade?" "9th." "Oh cool, I'm in 11th grade at Ward Melville." He told me. "Cool," I said. "Why are you here?"

Stephanie asked me. I didn't want to tell her, so I asked her why she and everyone else sitting there were here. She told me "I'm here because I tried to OD," then she

pointed to a really cute girl next to her named Val, I don't remember what her deal was but she seemed really funny. Next she pointed to a girl named Heather, who had

really pretty eyes; she told me she hears voices, just like Brittany. Nicole was there because she ODD and it almost worked. Stephanie and Heather were in 10th grade, Val

was in 8th grade, and Nicole was in 12th grade. Someone then announced that it was lunch time, and it all went downhill for me then…