A Smile That Could Kill.

Chapter 6

*Brooke's P.o.v.*

A tall lady in a white gown stepped out of the elevator witha name tag that read ' Jennifer' in bright blue letters. Right behind her was a tall teen, with brown hair and a white shirt. He had navy blue jeans and black and white dc sneakers. He looked at me with a beautiful smile, smiled at me. Not Blake but me.

The lady spoke first. "Sir, Ma'm. This is Mason. Your new friend."

*Mason Pov*

There was a girl right before me, she looked about 15. She had blue skinny jeans, and a grey tanktop on. Her long brown hair sat on her shoulders perfectly, and she smiled at me. I smiled back and followed Jen to go greet them.

"Mason. This is Brooke and Blake. Your new family."

I tilted uup my head, trying to hide the fact I wanted to talk. She didn't like when I talked, so I tried not to most of the time. We walked to the front desk, and Jen rang the bell. The lady, gave Jen a stern look and opened up the file cabinet. Looking for my file, talking to herself looking through the M's for Mason. SHe finally found it and pulled the file out. In big read letters it read confidentail, like all of the other folders stuffed in the small drawer.  Jen opened my file and the same yellow paper sat on top, my medical records. I knew what was on that paper, seeing those papers few times, I still remembered.  She picked up a pen that was laying on the desk, waiting to be picked up. No one enters this place, ever. Your lucky if someone walks in here once a week, but no one ever does. The tall brick building,and bright sign screams "Welcome in!", but once you get in here you'll be dieing to get out. Jen wrote and wrote for what seemed liked hours, but it was only a few minutes. Ihad the urge to talk, but she would yell, and if she yelled security would come. The building echoed so even if a pin dropped you'd have 30 people behind you seeing what dropped. No one ever  made noise and the rooms upstairs were sound proof, so it was like a silent house. It wasn't that anyone had good hearing, but it was just such a big dark building. Scary, if you think about it.

SHe finished writing and handed Blake the folder. I saw tears starting to drip from her face onto the desk and her quickly wash them away with her sleeve. She turned around and gave me a hug. I awkwardly standed there, not wanting a hug from her. She let go, knowing wasn't going to hug her back.