Good Intentions

Chapter one

"I don't like killing people! It's my least favorite thing to do!" Dee squawked loudly to herself, plopping down onto a bench outside in the gardens of the mental hospital. The hospital was old and cracked and the inside wasn't much better but it was where she was staying so she had to get used to it. Beside of her was an unfamiliar face- Well, all the faces were new because she was new- but still. She looked over to this new person wide eyed. "Do you want to be in my herd?!"
Eloise, the supposed unfamiliar face, cocked an eyebrow as she slapped her four inch thick novel closed.
"Before you oh so rudely interrupted me, I was merely reading about the common buffalo."
She stated calmly, clutching her book to her chest and narrowing her eyes a touch.
"And you are? I don't recall sneaking a peek at your file so you must be new. I also would've recognized you, and your voice."
The edge of her lip curled into a smirk as she tilted her head downwards to make the shadows given to her by the warm sun appear on her face. Her cropped front bangs only adding to the effect, she brushed her hair off her shoulder and slid off the stone bench.
Dee squirmed in her seat excitedly and adjusted herself to see Eloise more clearly.
"I'm Dee! But my friends call me Dee! And I love buffaloes! Do you want to join my heard?"
She asked before tilting her head and wrinkling her freckles nose. Her hazel eyes shimmered with curiosity.
"I've been here for a while, I think? Or maybe I just got here?"
Dee paused and gasped frantically.
"Or maybe I was brought here by my herd?"
Dee leaned in close and pushed her bright red hair from her face.
"Do you want to be in my herd?"
She whispered again, obviously forgetting that she'd already asked.
For Dee, nothing was more important or more exciting, than her herd made up by pure imagination and buffaloes. It was almost to the point that they were her family, since she couldn't remember where her actual one was.
"Well if Dee is your name of course your friend would call you Dee."
Eloise scoffed. If the girl even had what she claimed to be friends, Eloise guessed it might be out of pity.
Not to be making fun of her in any way. As Eloise likely in the same situation, but the facts spoke for themselves. As long as the poor girl didn't bang on the walls at night they could possibly be acquainted. Only God knew how bad Eloise hated maverick for the constant banging. Wild imaged of what she would do to him if she could flooded her mind, by if she was accused of another murder her treatment would be assigned again, back to therapy, yadda yadda yadda. So on and so forth. In other words, it would be too much of a hassle and the only thing that could be shown for it would be a dead body and silence. On second thought...

That wouldn't be too bad...

She would think about it-
Wait.
She was getting off track. The poor girl was speaking to her but eloise was busy in her own thoughts. She supposed the female was talking about whatever the 'herd' was, smiled, and nodded.
Not knowing what she had just gotten herself into, her smile faded quickly into neutral lip position.
What was her name again? Dee. That was it.
Buffaloes. Something about buffaloes. A herd?
She was still returning to reality as Dee rambled, so she only caught bits and pieces of what was being said.
Her hair.
Her hair was nice.
The red certainly brought out that brilliant color in her eyes and-
Wait.
What?
She smiled and nodded once more.
Dee, on the other hand, squealed excitedly in the middle of her sentence and hugged herself tightly.
"....And I think buffaloes are the best animals in the world! The herd is the best family!"
She jumped up onto her toes and twirled in small, tight circles.
"You should join the herd! Oh, do you want to?"
She slowed and began tipping slightly slightly as the dizziness coma Iggy up with her.
"Woah!"
She said, finally coming to a complete stop. Her eyes took a little longer to go back to normal vision instead of doubled.
"Where am I?"
She asked herself, catching sight of Eloise.
"Hi! Do you want to join my herd? Oh! I saw you earlier today, I think? Did you see me and my herd?"
Dee stopped talking briefly to study the small girl in front of her. Being a nineteen year old, she was naturally much taller than Eloise but definitely not more mature.
Dees eyes traveled to the book she was clutching in her hands and then to her straight face.
"It's about buffaloes!"
She said excitedly and lunged for the book, nearly tripping over her own feet.
"Can I read it?"

Read it?
Read what?
Eloise had zoned out again.
Two minutes and thirty seconds.
Two minutes and thirty four seconds.
Two minutes and-
GET TO THE LOBBY.
"I must take my leave. Feel free to follow if you like. The volunteers will be here soon and Madelyn makes it a requirement to choose one before 7:00 tonight, or the day you are settled in. The only one not available is Astrid because she's she's mine. She's hardly ever here but it fits perfectly for me because Sophie and I have our daily chess matches. Are you getting al his? I suggest you meet them all today and you basically have to go off first impression. Try to make a good one, or Madelyn will be quite angry and no one wants that, now do we? Trick question, the answer is no. She's already constantly in a abad mood so no need to try to worse the matter at hand. A quick tip would be to stay out of her way, but Brielle might be assigned to you, so you might not have that problem."
Was she speaking to fast? Surly not. This was important information she was giving out so she hopes the girl was listening to what she was saying. Karma of course would say otherwise but karma also had other ways of getting backs Eloise didn't believe in karma in itself, but what goes around comes around. Practically the same thing with the exception of a name to go with the definition. She had to reach up onto her tiptoes to grip the handle on the door...by goodness Eloise was quite short for her age, but in comparison to her brain it balanced out. Turning the handle, she stumbled inside and dusted off her dress.