DEAD GIRL [l.h.]

2.

"hey, new girl."
i looked to my side and sat up. i didn't see anything, the room was pitch black. i tried to get my eyes adjusted, and i made out a small figure in the bed on the other side of the room.
"uh yeah?" i said in a slight whisper.
"whats up, girl? i'm queenie.and the dumb ass nurses think i'm a heavy sleeper, but no i ain't, they hoes anyway." she spoke in a loud tone, i was almost worried we would get caught talking. i heard queenie take off her bed covers and walk to the bathroom light and turn it on, like she knew exactly where the switch was. there wasn't a door or a curtain in the bathroom, not even for the shower.
"you seem cool as fuck, i'm glad i got you as a room mate instead of ugly ass molly." she said grabbing her glasses from her cubby. queenie is a pretty girl, she has dark skin and light eyes, and that big curly hair everyone loves. i wondered why she was in here.
"are you starin' because i'm a nigga?" she asked me while laughing hysterically.
"no, no, not at all. you're just really pretty." i smiled, being cautious with my words.
"mhm, alright. now i'm tired as fuck, i just wanted to meet you. everyone knows you're here, i'm just the only one that could stay awake long enough." she said laying back down in her bed, leaving the light on and she threw her glasses on the floor beside her. before i could even say anything, she was snoring. i sighed and laid back down. there was no way i was going to get any sleep.

***yikes time change***

i woke up the next morning to the lights in my room being turned on. "time to get up girls, breakfast is in 15 minutes." i blinked my eyes a few times and sat up. the room was cold, and the walls were painted white and everything was so bright. it was overwhelming. i looked back over to my side, and queenie was still fast asleep. i examined the room some more, i noticed a brown bag with my name on it in my cubby. i rubbed my eyes and slowly got up. i moved towards the bag and opened it, and in it were some clothes. i saw alot of sweatpants and leggings, two sweatshirts, and numerous t-shirts. i decided since it was literally like a freezer in my room? to go with a green sweatshirt and leggings. i put on some socks and walked outside my room. it was again the same long hallway from last night, but the lights were on and everyone was changing clothes or brushing their hair. i walked down the hallway and i saw a water machine, that i don't remember being there, but then again, i was tired. i looked up at the clock and it read 7:06 am. i must have gotten 3 hours of sleep or less. i walked into that big room with the white board, and there were six girls in there. one was picking at her nails, the other drawing, three talking to each other, and one going in circles around the table. i slowly walked towards an empty seat next to the three chatter boxes.
the girls immediately got silent, and one very pale and chubby girl looked at me and asked softly, "you're the new girl?"
i looked down and nodded.
"sit down!" one of the other girls told me excitedly. she had red hair, and a very skinny figure, almost too skinny. she smiled at me and pulled out one of those heavy chairs.
i sat in the chair, "thanks." i said licking my chapped lips.
"i'm naomi." the red head said with a smile.
"i'm hailey." the other pale girl waved.
"i'm morgan." the smallest girl spoke quietly.
"so what are you in here for?" hailey asked with a small smirk, as naomi slapped her hand.
"hailey don't be rude!" she gasped.
"i'm just keeping it real, chill." hailey chuckled. naomi turned her attention towards me, and morgan looked ready to listen.
"but really why are you here?" naomi questioned. i didn't really see a point in talking to them, but i guess i might as well tell them, since nothing matters anymore.
"i tried to kill myself. i'm also detoxing, i think." i said in a monotone voice.
"ah, the usual." hailey shrugged. "i'm homicidal and suicidal, that may seem scary to you right now, but its not a big deal. i keep most of it to myself." she said playing with her hair.
suddenly, morgan spoke up,
"i'm 12 and i have bad anxiety, to the point where i'm unstable. they tried to put me in the latency unit, but i'm gonna be 13 in about a month." she smiled softly. i thought to myself, wow. a twelve year old. thats so messed up, she should be riding bikes with her bestfriend to go to starbucks or something, not in here.
"i'm naomi, i'm 16 and anorexic. along with depression and anxiety." she said it like it was an everyday thing. more girls poured into the room, and there were alot of groans. someone had fallen asleep. one of the nurses, an unfamiliar one, said loudly, "line up by the door ladies, last call for breakfast, hospital socks or shoes."
"oh put these on!" naomi said taking socks out of her sweatpants pocket.
"they're hospital socks. they have grips on the bottom incase you fall. you can just slip them over those cute green ones you're wearing." she smiled and handed them to me, and lined up by the door. i did as she said and got in the back of the line.
"alright ladies, remember no talking, or we'll have to start over." the unknown nurse said and slid the key into the lock, and a green light came on. she held the door open for all of us. i slowly walked behind everyone, searching for queenie. there was no sight of her anywhere. i sighed as we went through a series of locked doors, until we finally got to the cafeteria. when i walked in it smelled like rotten eggs. the grey tile on the floor was depressing, and the guy that was scooping the grits looked like snoop dogg. i looked around and saw that four boys were already sitting at a table eating. naomi walked over to them and sat down, and started talking. i heard one boy with insanely bleached hair say, "naomi, your dietician won't be happy to see you not eating." he said giving her his banana. i focused my attention on the line, and just got some plastic cereal and milk. i walked back into the cafeteria and heard so much talking. i never really understood how people can talk so often, its hard for me.
"oh stella, come sit over here!" naomi said motioning me towards her. i wondered how she knew my name. i moved to their table slowly and sat down, these chairs were normal.
"oh who's the new girl?" the bleached boy asked naomi.
"this is stella, she's in here for drugs and trying to kill herself." she said and then got wide-eyed. she turned towards me, "oh my god i'm sorry i should have asked if i could tell them!! its a bad habit." she said pouting her lip.
"its fine." i mumbled and opened my cereal.
"ugh i want to get out of here, why do they put the fucking windows to where we can see trees but not touch them?" one of the other boys complained loudly, it freaked me out. this boy had dark brown hair and chubby cheeks.
"calum chill out." another boy with long blondish hair that went to his chin, and glasses said rolling his eyes.
there was another boy at the table that didn't say anything and just ate his food quickly.
"luke don't eat so fast, you'll get sick." hailey said from the other end of the table. the so called 'luke' put down his plastic spoon and asked, "wheres queenie?" he carelessly licked his lips.
kat barged in and said, "don't you remember, she always sleeps through breakfast." she said shoving her face with grits.
"ahh, right." luke said turning his attention towards me. i looked down at my small plastic bowl.
"stella, the new girl." he smiled cheekily. "i like it."

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skEET I UPDATED. let me know what you think in the comments. this one kinda sucks but i introduced luke & the boys so yay. peace out girl scout.<3