I prove myself wrong

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I sat in the room for two more hours. It was very boring. Yet again what do you expect from old people. Life was trying to kill me. When my 'interrogation' was over I literally ran from the room. I think I took a thirty minute shower. I found clothes on my bed. It wasn't that bad. A black shirt with jeans. My usual stuff. I just sighed put up my hair and left. I had no idea where I was going so I just wandered around. Someone found me and told me to go to Dr.Lorenzo. I told him I had no idea where he was. He told me and I went. 

I think I got lost until Dr.Lorenzo found me. I told him that I could've found him by myself. Of course I couldn't but, whatever. Not like I needed him to come rescue me. It was ridiculous. Manly rescue.  Like I needed that. He showed a room where people were gathered. I asked him what it was and he said breakfast room. We grabbed a spot and ate. I had a disgusting muffin, eggs, and some toast. When I took a bite out of the muffin I quickly spat it out. 

"What the heck?"

"What?"  he asked.

"This is disgusting." I remarked. 

He laughed. His face grew more serious.

"The council wants to see you again."

"Oh goody." I said.

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