Max's POV
She led me into a small but colorful room with a comfy looking couch and chair.
There were games, puzzles and other things on a shelf up against the wall.
She motioned me to sit down onto the couch and I did.
I scrunched myself up into the corner of the couch, trying to take up as little space as possible, and she sat down in the chair.
"So... Max Was it?"
I nodded my head in response.
"Well hello max! I'm ms. Harper."
"How old are you?"
"I'm... I-I'm fourteen."
I replied.
"Okay max... so, how is school?"
It took me a second to figure out what I was going to say to that.
What the hell could I tell her anyway?
I responded with what I usually responded with to these questions.
"It's... fine."
I responded pretty quick.
I've been asked this same question one too many times.
"Max, I know that's not true."
I was taken aback.
"I-... yes it is."
She narrowed her eyes at me.
"Max... you can trust me."
I looked at her once more then back at the floor.
If I didn't tell her then she was probably jut going to keep on asking.
". . . It's been, a little hard."
"How so?"
I took in a deep breath.
"I assume someone already told you what happened..."
"What do you mea- oh... yeah."(kool aid man is shook)
"Just... after that everyone's been staring at me every time I go to school. And it, makes me really uncomfortable."
That was just the tip of the iceberg of the things I haven't opened up to.
But it was a start non the less.
"Have you told your foster parents about this?"
I shook my head.
"You should, it's a good start to opening up."
She said again.
I tried not to roll my eyes.
She asked many more questions like this and I gave my best answers.
"Okay max, um going to be honest with you. That... Empty feeling you've been describing, that's depression."
My eyes widened.
"I- what?"
She nodded her head.
"I'm afraid so."
"I'm prescribing medication for your depression, PTSD and social anxiety."
I didn't wanna take any medication.
But I guess I didn't have any say in the matter anyway.
"...okay."
After that I left the room and she went up to David and Gwen to talk.
I watched as she wrote something down on a slip of paper and give it to them.
They then called me over and we went back into the car.
"So, how did it go?"
David asked.
I mumbled a small "fine" under my breath.
We began to drive but, not to the house.
I noticed that it was a different way.
"W-where are we going?"
"We're going to Walgreens to pick up your meds."
Gwen said.
"Okay."
Soon enough we got them and went back home.
I noticed that my phone was buzzing.
Nikki and Neil were texting me.-530
A/n
Hi this chapter was semi-inspired by 'nobody really understands davekat'
Cuz I looked at it for ideas because I'm unoriginal as fuck. Oh and one more thing, can someone in the comments please comment 'let's MCfreaking loose it' because I just wanna see if anyone actually reads my authors notes lol.
Okay that's all 4 now luv u all and stay toasty lil breads.
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Alone (camp camp) *~DISCONTINUED~*
Fiksi PenggemarI DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS THEY ALL BELONG TO ROOSTERTEETH also this story is kinda trash but anyway, all the campers are now 14 and are going into the same high school. Unrealistic I know but please just go with it. After Nikki and Neil help max...