.:Shay:.
She glanced around the room she had been living in for the last 2 years, the white walls and bare dresser the same as when she came. The windowless room had no outward signs that it was inhabited except for the small black haired girl laying on the bed scribbling in a red notebook. She wore the mandatory uniform, plain dark jeans and a white polo with the centers logo on the front pocket. After a few moments she flipped the pages shut, tucking the notebook between her mattress and bed frame. Sliding off the bed, she glanced at the clock to see it was time for her 'Group Therapy Session.' The session pretty much consisted of a circle of students, some talking their hearts out while others silently observed. She would be of the latter, listening only half the time. Slipping on her black converse, she pressed the button beside the door for someone to come and unlock it.