Fucked My Way Up To The Top

2. Rehab

Lizzy was looking in the mirror in her bedroom. She was looking at the girl she sees in the mirror. She has perfect blond hair and hazel eyes. She didn't like her nose much, it was crooked. She took hair straightener and she started ironing her hair. Lizzy watched as the steam from the hair straightener was raising and left her hair straight and soft. 

Lizzy knew it were her last days in here. She said goodbye to all her friends. But she wasn't sad. She knew that this is the best for her. Her friends would not miss her anyway. They will get drunk everyday and they will be forgetting the best moments of their life. 

"Liz? Are you ready?" Her mum asked, while she was entering her room. Lizzy turned off the hair straightener and she packed it with every other stuff from her bedroom. She had two enormous bags of things. 

When the acceptance letter came from The Holy Mother School For Problem Children, everyone in the family was quiet and pretended that this is not a big deal. But when Lizzy packed her stuff and she definitely said goodbye to her old life, no one could be fooled. She is going to leave. Until she would freed from alcohol.

"Yes, I'm ready." Lizzy said and nobody is going to save her from rehab now.

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When the car stopped on the driveway, Lizzy looked outside and all she could see was a grey building in the forest. They were traveling to England and in the North East England was a little town called Newcastle and there was this old building. It seemed like such a depressing building. The building was in the size of a big, really big house, something like a castle. Around was enormous concrete fence. Probably to keep teenagers on the land. Lizzy got out of the car and she took her bags. Her dad helped her and then he looked at the building.

"It seems nice." he said with a comforting voice, but Lizzy could see a worried expresion on his face.

"It's not funny, dad." She said and then she started to walk into this enormous hidious building. Her parents followed her and they didn't say a word. 

When Lizzy stopped in front of the stairs followed by entrance, she noticed a strictly looking nun. She was wearing a typical nun clothes and she was pretty old. She was looking at the bunch of teenagers, grouping in front of the entrance. They all looked scared and curious. When Lizzy watched at other teenagers, she could say, that every kid looked dangerous. They were all in black, have tattooes and they all looked like a badasses. But then, there was Lizzy. Sweet blonde girl with an alcohol problem.

"Welcome to The Holy Mother School For Problem Children. You're all new here. All the other old kids are locked inside. You can meet them later. You were send here, because you have a problem. I can help you get rid of that problem. God can help you."

The nun was talking about how the things work here and this stuff. Lizzy wasn't listening, because this talks didn't seem to be interesting. She was really sad that she is in this place. She gave a promise to herself, that she will get rid of her alcohol problem fast, so she could go home.

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Just like you said

It's all been done before

I don't have to talk pretty

For them no more

Lizzy was singing this new song she had written. She was playing guitar, because she felt lonely. When the nun had stopped talking, Lizzy had to say goodbye to her parents. It was hard goodbye. But then they'd left and Lizzy had this feeling that she could never be happy again. Her old life is officialy over. Welcome to the new one.

Then the nun had led all the new kids into the building. It was just like Lizzy was imagining. The walls were grey and there was this uncomfortable smell. Everything was designed like the school from middle ages when church was on the raise. Everywhere on the walls were statuettes of Jesus, even the windows was picturing him. This institution was a nightmare of every teenager on the world.

Then she had led them to the left wing of the building where were rooms for the kids. The nun was talking about rules but Lizzy wasn't listening to her, she actually tried to remember the nun's name. And then she remembered. Mother Krista. Lizzy admired her, because Lizzy would never work here, with problem kids.

When Lizzy had came to her room, where she is going to stay for a long time, she was disgusted. It was a small room, grey walls of course. In one corner was storey bed and in the other corner were a table and closet. By her right side were door to bathroom. The bathroom wasn't perfect either. Lizzy had sat on the low bed and she sighed. She'd never thought she will be so lonely. This walls literaly scream at you that you suck and if you cut yourself, it would be just one trouble less.

So she grabbed a guitar and she started to play. She felt so good when she was singing. And then, suddenly a girl came to the room.

It was a long girl and she looked like an emo girl. Or punk. She had black hair and it looked like she had a wig. Her hair was really short, they just covered her ears and she had bangs. And it was so straight (her hair) that Lizzy was wondering how she did that. She had smokey eye liner on her eyes and Lizzy could barely see her bright blue eyes. She had also a bright red lipstick on her lips. She was wering a black T-shirt with Asking Alexandria sign and a black leaky shorts. Lizzy thought that the girl had at least fifty necklaces and bracelets. And she had this big black shoes. Oh and a piercing in her nose.

"Hi, I'm Amanda." she came to the room and she threw her stuff on the other bed above Lizzy. 

"Eh.. hi, I'm Lizzy." Lizzy said and she wasn't so surprised that she sees a girl like this. It was normal in this place. They shook their hands and Amanda smiled at her.

"So I think we are roommates. I can't believe my parents sent me at this horrible place. I think that the nun outside told us to meet at the cafeteria in 10 minutes, but I don't know where it is so.." she started talking and Liz was surprised that Amanda is such a talkative girl.

"Yeah, uhm.. We can follow the people." Lizzy suggested and Amanda smiled at her.

"Of course we can. And we will."