"Can I talk to you? Alone?"
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"Of course, Michael." I stand up, following him to a small unoccupied corner.

"If you can go anywhere in the entire world, where would you go?" He asks, his shoulders, twitching. I furrow my eyebrows, thinking for a bit. Before my dad died from the stroke, we went to New Orleans every year. He once told me when we were on the dock of the mall to take his ashes and put them in the ocean. I was born there, and we went every summer. We never got to go back...

"N-New Orleans!" I say, pressing my lips in a flat line. Michael pulls out a pair of car keys, and jingles them. My eyes widen. No way...

"I'll get you up in the middle of the night, we'll sneak out, and go to New Orleans." He smiles, twitching off. I smile widely.

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"Kay, so who would like to go first?" Justin asks, looking around. Elena raises her hand. "Elena, when did you get here?"

"5 days ago."

"What brought you in?"

"I skipped my Risperdal for about 2 days, and thought there was a gun attack at school, and attacked the teachers." She smiles

"Have you been taking your medicine here?"

"Yes."

"Any hallucinations?"

"Nope."

"Who would you like to here from?" She scans the room, locking eyes with Tiffany.

"Tiffany."

"When did you get here?"

"This morning." Tiffany says shifting in her chair.

"What brings you in?"

"Depression."

"More specific?"

"I cut myself, and people made fun of me for being Lesbian." She smiles proudly. It makes me, and everybody else smile. Even Justin.

"Any suicidal thoughts?" He asks. She shook her head. "Who would you like to here from?"

"Madisyn."

"Okay, Madisyn. When did you get here?"

"Friday."

"Why are you here?"

"Failed suicide."

"Why did you try to commit suicide?"

"I was being bullied a lot, after my dad died." I look at Ashton. His face turns extremely pale, and Michael looked like it went on a whole new level. Like he should fucking kill Ashton. Honestly, it scared me...

"Any suicidal thoughts?" I shook my head. "Who would you like to hear from?"

"Michael."

"Michael, when did you come?"

"Over a week ago."

"What brought you in?"

"Tourettes."

"Specific?"

"Vocalization, an- cunt nugget suck sock my cock, you fucking fatty!" He yells, twitching, his eyes going in opposite directions. "And physical movement."

"Involuntary?" Justin frowns. What the fuck, Justin? God, these therapists don't fucking help.

"Duh..." Michael rolls his eyes. "If you've given up on me already, then let me go. I'll find somebody who won't give up on me." He looks at me, eyeing me from head to to toe. I blush, and Maria punches me in the fore arm.

"He so likes you back!" She whispers.

"Shut up!" I whisper back, giggling.

"Michael, we're not giving up on you."

"Yes you are! I see it in your eyes. One by one they give up on me! All of them" He storms out, flipping his chair over in the process. Justin is dumbstruck, not moving. I take this opportunity to run after him.

"Maria, I'll be back." She nods, slouching her chair. I run after him, and catch up.

"Madisyn..." He whispers, his soft, warm eyes, staring into mine. A tear his drips off his face, landing on top of my hand.

"Michael..." I bite my lip, as he caresses my cheek. I reach up and kiss him, balancing on my toes, throwing my arm around his neck, the other holding his hand. I feel his hand twitch, and he places his hand on my hip, pulling my into him. He pulls away. My... my first kiss. I bite my lip. "Sorry, I suck."

"No, it was... amazing." He smiles. "I just don't want somebody to come out, see us, and send us home before we go to New Orleans." He whispers in a soft, sweet tone. He kisses my nose, as I scrunch my face up. He smiles, laughing through his nose. I smile.

"See you at midnight." I smile, walking away. I peek back at him still standing there and staring at me, with his hands in his pockets. Michael, and New Orleans. It's like a dream come true.

Notes

Okay, I'm now happy. But Michael's hiding something, but what is it? Who else was giving up on him? He's definitely hiding a lot from Madisyn. I did more research on Tourette's Syndrome.. Now I'm sad..

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