Locked Away

What happens when your thought to be crazy? When everyone turns their head as you walk by because of the way you look, act or dress? What happens when one day people have had enough of "that crazy person"? Well your sent to Harrington School, but really it isn't a school. Its more like a hospital where they send those crazy people. Well apparently I'm one of those crazy people. Among with 5 others I've met here; Harry, Louis, Niall, Liam, and Zayn. They don't believe their crazy either. None of us do, but some are crazy. Some of them deserve to be locked away in here. But not me, and not the boys. We're gonna escape.

(This is a fanfic but the boys aren't famous)


2. Meeting the boys

I looked around my room. Room 17. It was so boring I might actually go insane from being in it. The bed had a metal frame, with a moth eaten matress, and gray scraty sheets. A metal desk sat against a wall and a wooden chair sat beside it. And then there was the wooded dresser, that looked like someone had taken a knife to it. Inside lay several outfits but they were all plain and dark colors and looked like doctor scrubs. I heard a knock on the door and then in walked Ms York. Ugh! Not her again! I thought.

"Lunch will be in 15 minutes, get dressed and be in the lunch building on time," she said. I nodded and she left.

After this morning, I just learned to keep my mouth shut and agree with her. I walked over to the dresses and pulled out a grey top and some black pants. I quickly changed and placed my regular clothes in an empty drawer.

"Goodbye," I whispered. I felt stupid doing this, talking to my clothes. But they were my only link to the outside world now.

I walked out of my room and down the hall and out the door. I saw a few other kids, wearing almost my same outfit, hurrying towards a building next to the school. That must be the lunch building. I headed that way and walked in and was surround by silence. There was maybe a hundred kids sitting at round tables eating, but they all seemed to be in a daze. I got in line and got my food. It certainly looked like prison food.

I moved to the side of the large room and looked around for a place to sit. Every place was taken except for one in the corner. The table was filled with 5 boys, but I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I sat in the empty space. As I neared them I noticed they seemed different from the others. Instead of having a dazed look and sitting quietly, they looked cheerful and whispered loudly to themselves. I walked over to them and sat my tray down at the empty spot and they looked up at me suprised. 

"Fresh meat," a boy with curly hair said.

"Um, can I sit here?" I asked.

"Yea sure," the boy with a buzz cut said. I smiled as I sat down.

"So whats your name?" the boy with a quiff asked.

"Annabel Evans," I said. "But you can call me Anna," I said. The boys smiled. They introduced themselves. The curly haired boy was harry, buzz cut was Liam, quiff was Zayn, blonde hair was Niall, and the last was Louis.

"So what you in for?" Niall asked.

"Don't know," I said as I took a bite of the food. It wasn't too bad as long as you held your breath as you ate.

"So your like us," Louis said. "Just one day a cop shows up and brings us here," he said. I nodded.

"That's what happened to me. I woke up and my parents said someone wanted to see me, and then I was here," I said. They all nodded.

"And they didn't say why?" Harry asked.

"Nope, just said I had to see the doctor," I said. Their eyes widened. "What?" I asked.

"You saw Doctor Rich?" they all asked. I nodded.

"That's not good," Louis said as he shook his head.

"Why?" I asked. I suddenly felt sick.

"If you go in to see the Doctor on your first day it usually means your an extreme case," Liam explained.

"Did you guys go see him?" I asked.

"We all did," Zayn said.

"Found out we all had what they call 'the disease'," Louis laughed causing a few people to look up.

"Whats that?" I asked.

"Don't know, they won't tell us. Louis just saw it on our transcripts," Niall said as he took a spoonful of my brown mush. We heard a loud bell, causing me to flinch.

"Attention everyone, please report back here at 3:00 for a special assembly," Ms York said over an intercom.

"What's that about?" I asked.

"There's always an assembly when there's a new student," Harry said as he looked at me.

Great. I just loved standing up in front of crowds.

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