I never had the nerve to talked to Brandon Poole. He was a prep. He died 3 months earlier in a dance accident. He broke his neck, back, and both legs and had a cracked skull. He died instantly.
"Hello Chloe." Brandon said.
"Hi Brandon," I look around to see if anyone noticed. No one noticed. "I thought you were dead."
"I am, shizo." He says.
"NO!" I screamed.
Everyone in the hallway freezes and looks at me. I blush. Two teachers pull me in to a classroom. He followed.
"NO! NO! KEEP HIM AWAY FROM ME!" I scream
one of the teacher's pins me against the wall while I'm sedated.
"NO! NO! NO!" I become unconscious.
******MEAN WHILE IN THE GROUP HOME******
"Man, why does she have to following me all the time?" Simon says when he goes into his shared room with his brother.
"I don't know bro." His brother says.
******BACK TO CHLOE IN THE HOSPITAL******
I wake up in bright room. The lights. They were too bright. I had to squint in order to see. There was a person- male? Female? - In the doorway.
"I'm sorry. The light must be annoying you." They say.
Male. Diffidently male.
He turns the bright light down and I could properly see him. Short, thin, and balding. He was around the age of my dad.
"My name is Dr. Davidoff." He says. He sits on the bed. His face was looking like he was in a couple of fights. Maybe with werewolves. Ha. Werewolves. "You are in a group home with 5 other children. If you want to look around, you can." With that he left.
******WHEN SIMON FINDS OUT THAT THERE WILL BE A NEW GIRL****
OH MY GOD YES! My freedom from Tori!
******BACK TO CHLOE******
I went down to the kitchen to find some food. I could practically hear my stomach growling.
"Why, hello." A voice says behind me. I jumped and turned around to a chuckle.