I Know

Chapter Two

I finally get to my room and open the door with all my two bas swung over my shoulder to know surprise the room is white.

The door is in the middle and in the far left and right corners to beds followed next to each other two desks and two chairs; all white. On the left are to doors. The first one leads to a bathroom and the second to a closet that along side are drawers, hangers, shelves, etc.

When I am about to go to the far right bed I stop. I whimpering and sobbing girl is sitting cross legged on the bed looking straight around me. She has white soft silky skin and wavy brownish hair. In her hand a lies a white teddy bear. It seems used and dirty but the look in her eyes says it all; her love for the filthy toy.

I give her a small shy smile and she does the same, then looks back at her stuffed animal and caresses its fur. I go to unpacking.

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Half an hour later I'm done! All my clothes are settled in one of the two closets and all my bathroom utilities are too. Finally when I walk out of the bathroom all done reading my notebook the young girl looks up and says to me.

"I'm Dakota by the way. I'm thirteen!" Her shy smile grows big for half a second but then it goes back to her straight face.

I feel so honored that she talked to me. It looks like it took a lot of courage for her to do that. Believe me, I would know. I try to do the same, but fail. She understands that I can't talk and I wave of relieve washes over me.

I decided to walk to my desk and sit down. I open my notebook and pencil and grab a pen. I yank a page out of the notebook and write.

"I'm Emma, but you can call me, Em. I am eighteen."

When she finishes reading the page she smiles. I shove the pencil down and a strange objects pops out. A watch. I decides to put on the watch since it is water proof. A note also falls and reads:

"Dear patient,
Please remember that only white clothes is aloud. No inappropriate clothing and shorts and skirts must be at least below your finger tips when your arm is placed down on you hips. Don't forget to... and...."

The list led on and on till it bored me. I change from my black loose tank top and ripped jeans with Toms. I changed to a white tank top and put on a all white blouse that was half way through the bottom, I zip up my appropriate fit white short jeans and head of. I wave a simple good bye to my roommate and close the door behind me.

My first class scheduled for today and basically all of them is Support Group. I finally arrive and help bit be disappointed at who is my Support Group teacher is a woman no the handsome... I mean doctor. That's it.

I enter and six seats are set up. The first four are taken and only two are remaining. I sit next to an empty chair and a boy about my age with a name tag that says "Niall" smiles at me. He is very cute and I blush at his smile that makes me feel better.

I look around at the other members "Louis" "Zayn" "Liam" no girls to be found. I know it is weird but I would feel a little more warm if the last seat was taken but another girl.

"Sorry I'm late!" A familiar voice sounds. His strong yet sweet British accent gives away his identity.

I turn around and I hear a small gasp escapes from my lips and a red shads of embarrassment fills my cheeks with red. He stands there still with his charming smile ignoring my remark.

He sits next to me, not making eye contact with me. The name tag reads "Harry", also known as the handsome doctor. I have so many questions to ask him but I save them.