Mental. || HS

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Pluviophile

(noun) a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days

Harry

I'm sitting in the break room drinking a cup of tea. Mr. Johnson comes in and joins me at the table in the middle of the room.

"Good afternoon, doctor," I say politely.

He smiles at me and answers: "Good afternoon, Harry. You know, you can just call me Peter."

I smile and nod.

"How is Madison doing? I've noticed you've taken an interest in her," Peter asks. 

"Yes, I think she's fine. She just has a little more issues than the other patients, so I try to keep an eye on her," I give him a reassuring smile.

"Well, that's very nice of you. I'm afraid I have to get back to work; I have a meeting in 15 minutes. It was nice talking to you, though," he holds his hand out for me to shake, I do so and flash him a smile. He walks out of the room, I finish my cup of tea and walk out of the room, too.

On fridays I teach music classes for the patients. I always had a passion for music, I also love singing. I even applied to X-factor once, it didn't work out. Louis has a passion for music too, he became a producer. I still hope that one day, I'll record an album.

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The patients are currently singing Jasey Rae by All Time Low. They actually sound pretty good, some of them are really talented. We're practicing for a little show we're doing in a few weeks.

I wonder if Maddie would have a good singing voice. Every single friday I wait for her to come in, but she never does. It's quite logical actually, if she barely speaks, why would she sing? 

The patients finish the song and I clap. "Very good, everybody! That was it for today, I'll see you all next friday," they stand up and walk out of the room into their own. I put the chairs and instruments away. 

Madison

I'm sitting in my room, looking out of the tiny window, it's raining. I like rain, I always have. It's just so peaceful and it makes everything feel new. Rain also makes me think that it's okay to be sad, even mother nature is sometimes. The last thing I like about rain is the smell afterwards, if they would make a scented candle out of it I'd pay good money for that. 

Suddenly there's a knock at the door. One of the nurses walks in with a girl behind her. The petite  girl has long, pink hair and looks around my age. I wonder what she's doing here?

"Madison, this is Rowyn," the girl smiles at me, "she's going to be your roommate."

A roommate? Seriously? They give me, the anti-social, not-talking girl a roommate? There goes the last bit of my privacy. Now I'll never be alone with Harry anymore.

Without saying another word the nurse leaves and it's just me and Rowyn. We both sit on our bed staring at the floor awkwardly.

"It's Madison, right? You can call me Row," I glance at her and nod.

Soon our gazes are back on the floor. 

"Y-you can put your clothes in that closet if you want, I don't use it," I say quietly, pointing to the closet.

"Oh, okay," she smiles at me and starts unpacking.

I'm still not sure about this whole roommate thing, but Rowyn seems pretty nice. Maybe I should just give her a chance.

I'm the worst at updating, I know. I was working on this for a while but things came up *cough school cough*. But today I decided to finish it in celebration of MITAM :D I've been listening to it non-stop and I love it. My favourite songs are Temporary Fix, History and A.M. What are yours? I also love 5SOS' and Bring me the Horizon's new albums sooooo much.  

Rowyn is "played" by Ashley Frangipane (HALSEY) because I love her and she used to have pink hair xP

I hope you liked this chapter or atleast think it doesn't suck to bad. It's dedicated to my best friend mrs_stypayhorlikson1 because she kept saying that I should update. Love you Imani ;)

Thanks for reading 

XOXO

Mackenzie