Halestorm [DISCONTINUED]

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S O P H I A

I was currently on my way to a counselling center called Thoughts for Hope where I was a counselling volunteer. I had to do this thing of community service because of something I did during my freshman year. But that was the past, and now I'm willing to be responsible for my actions.

I have finally pulled myself together. I smiled at the thought of how much fun it was to party with my friend. It was indeed fun, but I got home one night at 12 am on the dot. My parents had been in an argument because I was gone and didn't tell them.

I parked my car in the lot of the counseling center. Taking a deep breath and exhaling, I prepared myself. It was one thing counselling people with anxiety disorders, but today I'm working with a teenager my age. I read his file over and over again and it said nothing of his background, which might relate to his schizophrenic-like personality. It was weird because all the files consist of some sort of background information, but it seems as if someone got into the system and completely deleted him from existence.

The only thing on that file was his age, name, and gender.
Okay, you got this Sophia.
I took one final deep breath and exhaled, calming my mind. I stepped out of my car, being sure to lock it. I walked up to the doors of the center. I opened it and immediately got engulfed by the cold air that cooled the lobby. Confidence is key.

I smiled and walked over to the administrative use only area and clocked in. The lobby played music which was at a low volume. I walked over to room 5 where I waited for the kid to show up.

I turned on my Spotify playlist and listen to Tear In My Heart by Twenty One Pilots. I like them, they were just not really my genre of music, though. You know?

"Sophia? He's here to see you." I nodded and turned down my stereo as he walked in. I fixed my posture in my chair. He sat down in a chair on the other side of my desk.

Luke R. Hemmings. I thought as our eyes met. The feeling he gave me left me breathless, it was nothing I'd ever felt before, which isn't a good thing.

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Edited by StressedoutHarlo