Redstitution [a Michael Clifford fan fic]

Welcome...

Michaels pov.

I woke up to the sound of some one screaming. Today it sounded like a girl but I could've been mistaken.

This was my routine, every day. Waking up to some one fvcking screaming, it's a headache but you get used to it eventually.

I swung my legs over the side of my bed and looked at the white padded walls then up to the camera by the door.

"Good morning Roxanne" I said to it while rolling my eyes.

"Hello Michael" the robotic voice answered.

"Can you open the door? I need to piss" I said, knowing that 'she' wouldn't.

"Michael Clifford, please watch your language" the computer replied as soon as 'she' heard the cuss word.

"Roxanne darling could you pretty please open the fvcking doors" I said sarcastically.

"Sure thing Mr. Clifford." Wow, it's was a rarity to be addressed formally by a computer. Maybe 'she' had just been upgraded.

Then the door opened and let me out. I walked passed the loud morning sex noises, down the long hallway to the stage one exam room. I knocked on the door and heard the bolt click open.