Grace -a delirium fanfiction- **on hold**

Chapter 2

I check my watch. 7:45 I have an hour and fifteen minutes untill my evaluation. "Grace!" My aunt yelled. pay no mind to her, pay no mind. she called your family stupid, I'm breathing heavily and turn the corner to an old shop- Myers' Discounted Drugstore. It looks ugly, but I walk inside and go through my pockets that are rundown and dirty. Surprisingly, there's a couple wrinkled bills.. 1.. 2.. 3. Okay, enough to get hmm... I wander through the aisles, which are starting to scare me.

I finally decide I'll get a water and a sandwich. I'm starving, the evaluation makes you fast for 15 hours- which was really hard.

I get a seat at an old rusty table. The chair makes a screeching noise and makes my ears hurt. I eat and sit there for a while, untill my aunt appears behind me.

"And why are you here, Grace?" She says disapprovingly, crossing her arms.

"Because.... I'm hungry?"

"Don't give me that tone."

"I can give you whatever tone I wish. You called my family stupid."

"Grace. I am saying the truth."

"God, you can be so rude to anyone and still be calm." I roll my eyes and take a bite of my sandwich.

"You're coming with me."

"No.... no I'm not."

She grabs my arm. I jerk away but she keeps her hold.

"Fine!" I say sarcastically.

I think about when Lena was still here.

Lena wasn't really my sister. Her mom isn't my mom. And my "aunt" Her real name is Carol. She was so ashamed that she even took care of Lena that she changed her name.

My mom is Marcia.

She abandoned me, so Lena took me in as her "sister". Marcia is Lena's cousin.

And that's my truth, But I try to hide it.

I was only gone for an hour and the line for the Evaluation shrank.

My aunt makes us go places so early. Its 8:58, and we are now entering the dome shaped lab.

A lady talks to my aunt. She works for the government.

"Grace Haloway.....In....really...bad.." Is all I hear.

Then she faces me, and hands me a clipboard.

"You need to fill this out before going to your designated lab." She says, making straight eye contact. People here are so creepy.

"Grace!!!! Omigod!!!! Graceeeeee!!!"

I whip around and see Janice... and a million people do too, making shush faces.

Janice has been my best friend since I started school. Her hair is tied up in a slick blond ponytail. She's so weird but at the same time the most awesome person ever.

"Shhh... people can hear you, and your being hyper, what's going on?"

Then my aunt comes and makes a face.

"We appreciate the clothes you gave to Grace, but we aren't poor. Oh and Grace, we have to go. You can talk to your friend later."

"What cl-"

I nudge her.

"Your cousins hand-me-downs, remember?"

"Oh... Yeahh!"

She has absolutely no idea...

"Greatest of luck," Janice says.

"You shall too."

"We really have to get going," My aunt gives me the look called now or you die.

I walk towards the changing room and smile.

I know. Who says Greatest of luck anymore? Well... we do. Its our secret code for When are we meeting our boyfriends? and you shall too means our special place

Yes. I'm infected with the disease, and nobody can take it away from me.