The Mysterious Boy In Crazy Ville

David

Walking out of the office after being told the rules, it's all a it of a blur. I'm barley processing anything, only white halls, open doors, and some random nurses. The one escorting me is yammering on about something, but I'm not even listening. I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I realize we've stopped walking.
"Well here we are! This will be your room, you are sharing with another patient though." The nurse exclaims cheerfully. I merely nod trying to figure out how someone could be this cheerful. "All righty then I'll leave you to get settled in David, dinner will be at 6:00." Desperate to get away from the cheerful women I quickly slip into the room.

The first thing I noticed was that the room was vary dark. The only reason I could still see was because of a small table lamp. As I look over the room on the right: is a tidy bed and barren wall.looking over to the left I'm startled by the difference. The other bed is unmade and looking at the wall I see drawings. There was no space on the walk that I could see, only dozens upon dozens works of art. Looking towards the only source of light in the room I'm startled to see a boy about 11yr old. I remember being told I'd have a bunk buddy, but I had assumed that they would be older. I turn around hoping to catch the nurse before see leaves to make sure I'm in this right room, but she is already gone. From behind me I hear the voice of the mysterious boy, could you close the door?." I couldn't decide if it was an order or a question, but I still closed the door. I decided it was a bad idea to get off on the wrong foot with my new roommate.
"So...,"I attempt to break the silence, "I'm David." In response I get silence. "Okay than..."Alittle put off at being ignored I walk over to what I assume is my bed. Sitting down on the surprisingly comfortable bad I try to figure out what to do in the silence. Looking over to the boy I see him working intently on something. Cranking my neck alittle, trying not to make it obvious I'm staring, I try to figure out what the mysterious boy is working on.

Noticing that his hands have stopped moving I look up to the boys face and I'm startled to see him looking right at me. Using this as a chance, I observe him. He is pale. Not a sickly pale, but a natural looking pale. He has black hair that us completely opposite to my ginger hair. His face is boyish while I know my has matured. The most eye catching thing about him are, ironically, his eyes. I mean I've seem some unique and pretty eyes, but I've never seen any eyes like his. His right eye is a startling blue while his left eye is the color of moss. Bright moss that grows by a waterfall. I'm snapped out of my thoughts by his voice,
" You know it's rude to stare." Being my usual snarky self I reply,
"Well it's a good thing I don't care what other people think." That gets a small smirk out of him before he turns back to his project. Silence descends upon us again, so I decided to put my stuff in the cupboard I just now noticed. Once that was complete I return to my bed with my book to keep my self entertained.

I've lost myself in my reading, when I'm startled out of it by the young boys voice, looking up I find him looking at me with amusement. What I say next makes me feel very idiotic,
"What?" Smirking at me he responds,
"I'm Karter."
"Oh," is my intelligent response.
"So, what's your reason for comin' to crazy-vile?" The boy--Karter--states with an air of nonchalance around him. I feel slightly apprehensive about telling it to a kid, but I figure he's heard worse in 'crazy-vile' I let my nervousness go.
"Oh the usual I'm depressed and had one to many attempts at suicide." I say with my usual attitude. For some reason he lets out a broad grin. "What?" I question him.
"Nothin', just with an attitude like that we'll get on well around here," his smile then, suddenly, becomes all Cheshire Cat like, "welcome to crazy-vile, David." I start to think that maybe this won't be so bad after all, and grin right back at him.

~~~Author note~~~
A pre warning I would like to make everyone aware that I might not get every fact correct for my story. And some of the aspects I will just be making up. So, please don't get upset if I get certain aspects wrong in my story.

I hope you continue reading and enjoy my story. Please comment and I will do my best to update as often as I can.

Ally out!!!