The problems of us

Chapter 4: troubled teens institute

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"Its for a month so you can get your eating on track, now if you relapse then you must come back again or stay even longer. They are also going to help you with the anxiety and depression." My mom explains as we pull into the parking lot.

Yay.

"Do i have to? I feel okay!" I try.

Her eyes fill up with tears "Luna, you need to het better, i love you so much and i cant stand to see you hurt! I-

I feel so uncomfortable seeing people cry, i am definitely not the comforter type.

Like if you start crying ill probably just pat your back awkwardly.

"Okay okay okay! Im going! Do you ever get to visit? I want to see Susan again too."

I saw her yesterday to say goodbye but im hoping she gets to come visit.

"Yes but we have to wait 2 weeks." My dad answers since my moms too busy crying her eyes out.

"Okay."

We hug goodbye and i roll my suitcase up to the front doors.

This is it. This is my home for the next month or more.

Fantastic.

I didnt even get to tell Mecca where i was going because they dont allow cell phones here so my parents took mine away instantly. Plus, all i got to do was go home, pack and then come here. Stupid right?

Anyway Percy is here for a month as well since he is very likely to relapse if he goes home sooner. The standard time here is 2 weeks but most get a month just to be sure.

Percy told me that a there are alot who have to stay for like 3 months because the first month just doesn't do enough and so they add 2 more to be sure.

Scary huh?

Deep breath, chin held high and push those doors open like your the queen of the world.

I barge into the institute loudly and find it to be an empty hallway.

Wow what a greeting party they have at this place, im truly impressed.

I walk slowly down the hall looking for a door or even i dont know, a person?!

Finally i reach a door that says "main office." I read it aloud to myself and then shrug my shoulder before walking in.

The walls are a plain grey and the desk stands out since its a bright orange.

Who ever designed this place clearly has no eye for fashion.

I then notice an older lady behind the desk working away at something.

"Hello?" I squeak.

She looks up at me kindly "oh sorry sweetie! What can i help you with?"

"Um just got here?" I say, do i say my mom enrolled me? Or do i say im new?! I have no idea!

"Ah yes, are you Luna Debrie?"

I nod my head.

"Alright here is your room number along with a map, dont worry it gets a lot less confusing after the first day." She smiles.

Yeah except i suck at directions so it will probably always be confusing.

Even at school i get confused sometimes.

"Thank you."

"No problem." She says softly.

I grab the handle to my suitcase ready to leave and find my room but she stops me "hun, you have to wait for Carl."