Boarding School for Troubled Teens (Open (Guys Wanted))

"All I wanted was to leave. Now I just want to get back home. Or even run away, live in the woods, or maybe travel."

(i'm pretty sure they're different. one is different personalities, the other is like voices/hallucinations.)

"It's okay," Sacia said hurriedly. She fell quiet, feeling awkward.

(Yeah, I fixed.)

"I'm really sorry about this," Zanna said, "You seem nice Sacia. Now can someone fill me in."

"Though people here can't trust anyone I think we are forced to."

How does this work? Sacia thought, her brain already hurting. She felt stupid since literally the only thing she could think was, I wonder if both Zanna and Suzan are lesbians?

"His name is Reid. Stay out of his way, keep your head down, and trusting people: nada."

"Okay," Zanna responded, "Whatever he got he deserved. Also the only difference between me and Suzan is personality nothing else. Just figured certain people would want to know."

Oh. Good. Sacia smiled wanly. "That is so fu –freaking weird."

"Imagine when I found out," Zanna mumbled, "That was weird."

"Not that strange. But not the average personality. You're special, that's good."

"Yeah, it's kinda cool," Sacia mumbled. "Like havin…I don't know, two roommates instead of one. Two friends, I guess?"

"Yeah," Zanna held up her notebook, "Except this is the only way of f*cking communicating."

"I'll do what I f*cking want," Zanna grinned wickedly.

Sacia grinned. "Yeah! Yeah we do. Who gives a f*ck?"

"I most certainly don't give a f*ck," Zanna turns to Sacia, "How many f *cks do you give?"

"If you don't want to be tortured you would give a f….. Fandom."

"Zero! Wait, no, let me count," Sacia looked around dramatically. "Ah, yes. Zero f*cks!"

Zanna looked at the girl who said she would be tortured. She grinned wildly, "Bring it."

"Stop. Cussing. Now." Julia hissed, she needed friends and these were her best choices at the moment.

"The torture is not fun, I promise you."

Sacia sighed, "C'mon, kid. You're no fun. Is no one else addicted to adrenaline around here?"

Paige groaned, running her fingers through her hair messily. "I officially hate you two." She whispered, pointing to Sacia and Zanna.

"Do you hate me?" Julia asked.

"I am," Zanna leaned back, "Why else would I willing lead a gang?"

"Okay, if you don't know what to think about me then we're bff now."