I woke up to sirens. I sat up seeing our door wide open and hearing commotion.
"What?" I asked myself getting up and walking out the door to the hallway. People were lined up on the walls. I saw Lana and slipped next to her. "What's going on?" I asked making her look at me with sad blue eyes, her blonde hair a mess.
"Someone, a broken one, got ahold of glass." I looked at her confused the look forward seeing Marina on a gurney still breathing with a slit throat making me gasp a little.
  "What are you doing outside rooms!?" A counselor yelled making everyone quickly get in their rooms.
  "Let's get back to bed." Lana quickly grabbed my arm and pulled me into the room closing the door.
  "I-Is she d-" "It looks like she's still breathing but not for long most likely." I felt myself shake as I sat down.
  "How are not phased by that?" I asked a tear on my cheek.
  "It's happened a few times since I've been here." She sat down on my bed and put an arm around me. "Like I said my last roommate committed suicide. I tried to get in but she used a chair to basically lock the door." She shook her head. "That's why chairs aren't allowed in rooms anymore." I looked at her more tears in my eyes.
    "How did she-" "I'm not aloud say that." She quickly got up and turned off her light and crawled into her bed. "You should go to sleep Jennifer."

Morning

I woke up around 7:03 and surprisingly Lana was still asleep but I don't blame her. I got up and grabbed a brush walking into my bathroom. I sighed looking into the mirror at my purple hair making me sad as I brushed throughout since Marina had just died it a few days ago.
"Why?" I asked myself pulling my hair back and walking out of the room down the stairs and into the quiet white hallway. I could hear my house shoes tap as I walked down the hall to the two big doors into the cafeteria. It was empty as I walked through the lunch door seeing Tammy smiling grimly.
"Morning Jennifer." She said handing me a plate of biscuits and gravy.
"Thank you." I said and quickly walked out the other door and looked up to see Zack sitting alone in one of the black table booths. I slowly walked over and sat in front of him. "G-Good morning." I said making him look at me with a cold look.
"Morning." He said coldly as he stared back down at his untouched food.
"Sorry I... I really shouldn't have said good." I said feeling even more sad.
"Sorry if that sounded cold but I'm just in a horrible mood right now after..." He ran off sighing. "..the suicide last night." He scuffed. "I should honestly be used to it by now." I stared at him as he spoke.
"Does it happen a lot around here?" I asked as he shook his head.
"Not a lot as in every month, but a lot as in twice every year." My eyes widened a little at his reply.
"How long have you been here?" He looked up his dark green eyes meeting mine with what looked like hate.
"8 years. I've been here for 8 years." He watched as my eyes widened and sighed displeased by my reaction.
"How long has Tony been here?" I asked trying to pull the attention of him.
"2 years, too long." He said with a bitter chuckle.
"Why don't you like him?" I asked confused on how angry he sounded.
"So many god damn reasons!" I took a deep breath and held out his hand about to count on his fingers. "First, he's fucking annoying and complains a little to much. He's loud and obnoxious. He has no respect to be quiet when I'm drawing or sleeping while he's wide awake. And most importantly" he took another deep breath. "The only reason he is here is because of a girlfriend braking up with him." I opened my mouth to object but he didn't let me. "He has a great family, a sister who loves him, a mom and dad who are alive, and all the love and support he could have, and he thinks the best way to appreciate that is to kill himself over one fucking relationship that would always be temporary." I stared at him a little shook by his words and coldness.
"I mean, that's his choices why does that make you hate him?" I asked feeling a little annoyed by that reason
"Because, He brings it up when he's upset. He says after some suicides that happen here he wish he could join them. He doesn't appreciate how lucky he is to have a family that cares, to have parents the don't beat him or use him for their personal advantage. To have a sister who hasn't had her innocence stripped away, unable to give it back to here." He shook his head.
"I-I-" "S-Sorry..." he ran off looking down. "It just gets me on edge when people who have such great lives want to end it over something as stupid as a girlfriend or boyfriend." I looked down my appetite gone as I shook my head.
"Don't be, I-I understand what you mean, I get it." I sighed and got up making him look up at me a little guilty for some reason. "S-See you." I slowly walked off throwing my plate of food away walking out of the cafeteria silently.

I unpublished this book because the first chapters made no sense to me but this was a chapter I had planned on writing.