It's a Hard Pill to Swallow

Chapter Three

"So you run a blog? Sweet!" The boy with bi polar exclaimed, looking over at my MacBook screen.
"Yep I'm just checking the comments." I replied
www.itsahardpilltoswallow.com
I scrolled down to the comments, and one of them caught my eye.
"Max, there's AMIA soldiers reading my blog ." I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Oh my god." He laughed. "Hope you don't have your location on, and when are you going to mention me?"
"I don't ." I answered. "And soon I will mention ya." I grinned.
Max looked up at the address bar. "I see what you did with the name too, I like it." he grinned.
I signed out. "Yass, anywho where's Brianna ?" I asked.
"She had an appointment with Wells, let's go get her." The bi polar boy replied.
I nodded, and we began the search for the doctor's office in this maze of a house.
"Wow, this place is bigger than I thought it was." Max chuckled, peeking into every unlocked door.
"Yeah." I grinned. "Where did the doctor say his office was?"
"Can't remember." The boy replied.
We peaked into the rooms on our floor with no luck. "Must be down on the main floor." I suggested.
He nodded.
As the elevator door opened, my iPhone dinged. "Weird, I got a text from Zach." I said, looking at the message.
"What is it Zabby?" Max asked with a slight gulp.
"He said to go to a tv and turn on the news, and to get Brianna and Wells to watch too."
The bi polar boy grabbed my arm as we frantically ran up and down the hallway. "Found it."
"What do you guys need? The doctor asked, looking at our flushed faces.
"I got a message from my brother, he said we need to watch the news." I said, panting.
"Channel 200." Added Bri.
We hurried to the common room, and the girl with OCD turned on the tv. Wells and Brianna plopped on the sofa, Max sat in the recliner and I took the green beanbag chair.
"It's the commander of the AMIA." The bi polar boy almost growled.
"Mhmm, that's Cassius alright." I added.
"Attention everyone. The news station kindly agreed to let me on tv."
My best friend chucked. "Yeah suuuuuure." She said sarcastically.
"The doctors and scientists are looking for a certain kind of person for a certain kind of hmm examination." The voice on the flatscreen continued.
"More like experiment, there's no doctors working with the AMIA, just inhumane scientists." Doctor Wells said.
I nodded in agreement.
"We need a schizophrenic female, preferably twenty two years old or under. There will be an award for anyone who brings one to base." The commander stepped out from behind the anchor desk and left the set. Commercials came back on.
Everyone looked over at me.
"There'll be bounty hunters everywhere." The doctor said.
"Zabby you gotta watch yourself, and we'll watch out for you too." The arachnophobic added.
"You fit the criteria, but I'll protect yo- I mean we all will protect you like Bri said yeah." The boy chuckled and scratched his head.
"Thanks guys." I smiled. "No bounty hunter or AMIA solider will be getting me easily."
Everyone said "right" in agreement and we went back to what we were doing before.
I scurried to room 243 and opened my computer.
www.itsahardpilltoswallow.com
Well, I just learned that the AMIA are looking for a schizophrenic girl to 'examine'. They're lying, it's more like experiment and test on. Of course I fit the criteria, but I'll say this. If any bounty hunters are reading this now, know that I can't be captured that easily and it's unlikely you'll get me alive. On the news cast, Cassius referred to people with mental illnesses as 'they' uhhh dude, we're people too. You'd think that humankind would improve since WWII where the Nazis committed genocide, experimenting and the Jewish people like they were pests and animals. But nope, history is repeating itself and 'we' didn't learn from the past.
Merci,
Schitz
I logged off and closed the laptop, hauled on my pjs and was just lying in bed when there was a knock on my door.
"Come in." I said, yawning.
"Hey." Max opened my door and sat on the bed. "I figured I'd sit with ya till you fell asleep." He smiled, making himself cozy.
"Alright." I smiled back and pulled my covers up.
We said good night and as soon as my eyes closed, I drifted to sleep.