the perks of being insane

chapter 2.

Last month I became an orphan after the accident.

I was in denial for a while. I didn't really know how to deal with it. I was placed in an orphanage, because my aunt "isn't fit" to take care of me.
Bullshit.

I was depressed after I accepted the fact that my mom is dead.

Somebody at the orphanage saw my fresh scars on my wrists and reported it to Mrs. Berkley.

She called the hospital...yadah yadah yadah......

Now I'm in a "special home" for teens.

I've been here for a couple days.

When I was first dropped off, with nothing but myself, I was greeted by a tall women, who was wearing wayy too much makeup for her age. She pierced me with her blue eyes, and gave me a room upstairs.

On my way, I saw teenagers everywhere. They stared at me as I awkwardly followed the old, creepy lady.

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After unpacking, they were serving lunch so I went down the creaky, white-wooden stairs. I glanced around at the kids and the tables. It seemed like they were all spereated into different groups.

On the right, were the crazies. I kinda felt bad for them. I've always wondered what it felt like to be insane...

Next, were the perky- used-to-be-suicidal-but-now-im-fine girls. (They weren't fine. I could see behind their fake smiles.)

Then were the disorder kids next to the handicaps, with aids helping them every.second.of.every.day.

And the last two tables were the homicidals, followed by the suicidals. ( that's where I belong.) I took a salad, and made my way over to the "emo" table on the far left. I sat next to a curly-haird guy, and a skinny girl.

I smiled slightly, when the kid looked at me.

"Hi." I said. But he said nothing in return, and went back to eating.

The skinny girl replied for me.

"Don't worry about Evan. He's been in a bad mood all day. His girlfriend just broke up with him." she muttered to me.

"Shut up, Brook!" he hollard, stabbing his food fiersly, before shoving into his mouth.

Brook giggled with delight.

"What's your name?" she asked me.

"Olive." I replied, picking up a carrot, and biting into it.

She kept tryig to look in my over-sized sleeve, but when I moved it out of her sight, she got the memo. Or at least I thought she did.

"Can I see your scars?" she asked politely.

"Excuse me?"

"Don't be rude, Brook. She's new, and you're not making a very good impression." Evan mumbled in between mouth fulls.

"Neither did you." I said to him, causing him to stand up, and push his chair out of the way before leaving.

We watched him, cool off steam over by the food, as a girl from the perky table skipped over to him.

We couldn't hear them talk, but she kept pulling up her tight, little skirt, and was showing off her boobs.

"That was his girlfriend." Brook tells me.

"I wish I looked like that..." I said out loud, then covering my mouth.

"Don't we all..." Brook sighed, as we saw all the boys from each table drooling over her.

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I was upstairs, in my room, getting dressed, when I heard Brook come in. (We were roommates.) I only had a bra on, so she scared me half to death.

"Don't worry, it's just me." she assured me.

We were now both in the middle of getting dressed, when we heard laughter by the doorway, followed by a kick!, and the door swung open!

Boys were standing there laughing, and smirking at us.

"Shut the god damn door!" Brook yelled

"Assholes!" I shouted after her.

They did as they were told, and we finished getting our pajamas on.

"Is this place filled with man-whores and fuck boys?" I asked humorously

She laughed, and nodded.

"Basically."

I didn't see Evan, at dinner, but I don't even know why I was worried in the first place--- we were merely acquaintances.

There was just something about him, that made me feeling tingly, and nervous inside. I wasn't sure if that was good...or bad....

A/N****
I will be posting another chapter tomorrow I think :/ I'm going to introduce more characters, and a lot more goes on with Olive and Evan
#elive XD