Mad Hatter. ~ A Mileven Fanfiction. [COMPLETED!!!]

Chapter One:- Pink.

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Pink. 

Pink and white, to be specific, was what she was wearing.

She, as in the new girl at Woodall Mental Asylum.

She had short curly brown hair. Huge brown eyes full of exotic things.
She wore a pink dress down to just above her knees.
Her shoes were also pink and had small heels making a sound when she moved.
With her shoes, she wore white socks, which were fruffed at the top.

A huge grin was on her face, unusual for anyone in Woodhall.

Miss Tarrant, the head of the Asylum, lead her trough the building, the young girl seemingly interested on what she could only see through out.

Jane.

Jane Ives was her name.

A schizophrenic.

ADHD.

Psychotic Depression.

She settled in well on the first day, always excited, people finding her strange. But only a few.

Few as in the workers.

On her first day she talked for hours on end with a rabbit who was "late".
She had tea parties and lashed out on people who touched her, intimidating them then suddenly acting like nothing happened.

No wonder Jane Ives was there.

After her the most part of her first day, dinner came.

Everyone sat around the tables.

Jane memorizing everyone's names.

On the left was Annie, Pattie, Drax and Charlie, all anorexics. None of them eating.

To the sides were Miss Tarrant and Sister Ross.

And on the right was Michael, Ian, Jane and Anne.

"May I be excused?", asked Annie.

"As long as someone comes with you.", replied Miss Tarrant, taking another bite from her food.

"Why? I won't purge or anything."

"Annie, you know the rules."

"The rules are stupid."

"Annie,"

"Stop being such a brat Annie! Your always the one getting us into trouble because you can't help but start binging!", suddenly spat out Pattie.

"Pattie! What has gotten into you?!"

The young girl got up and stormed upstairs to her own room.

"Don't worry, she's always like that.", Ian told Jane.

"Martha and Mary are exactly the same."

"Martha and Mary? Who are they?"

"Twins. I don't think you can see them."

"Leave her alone, Ian. She's a fucking nutcase.", butted in Mike, finding Jane weird.

Janeien looked at Michael before smiling and shrugging and going back to her dinner.

'Nutcase.', was all she thought.

"I'm a mad hatter. Not a nutcase, thank you very much."

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