- Sarah chewed nervously on her thumb nail and glanced around the silent area of the Los Angeles Drug Rehab she'd been sent to. She wanted nothing more than to get out of there but knew she'd have to get better first. She glanced around the desktop of her computer and found a picture of her brothers and her extended family, Brody and Mandy. Sighing, she flipped on the computer in front of her and waited for it to boot up while she crossed her arms on her chest, turning her head to stare blankly at another one of the patients sitting in a chair near her, silently reading a book. She heard her computer beep and quickly returned her attention to the screen. She scooted her chair backwards a little, causing a tiny "s-c-r-e-e-c-h" sound to echo in the silent room.
She ignored the dirty looks sent her way and opened up Semagic, logging into her account and thinking of something to type.-
It's hard to believe that I'm here at some drug rehab center, trying to cure my "disease". The last few weeks have been hard on me. I fell deathly sick and was kept locked up in my room, not even being able to eat much because I'd just throw it right back up. It was a "phase" they called it. Something I had to get through if I wanted to get better. But it was awful. I felt like my insides were being ripped up with sharp claws, but it got better. I eventually stopped getting sick. The cravings for anything that had anything at all to do with drugs faded.
I made some friends here. A guy named Christian, who was addicted to the same kind of drugs that I was came in a week after I did and we went through the whole sick thing together. It was comforting to know that I wasn't the only one, as morbid as that sounds. When we were both well enough to venture out of our rooms, we met and sat down at the tiny room they called "The Hospitality Room". I think that name was served to be meant as a joke, but I'm the only one who doesn't find it completely humoring. He's a really nice guy and if I had met him somewhere else besides this dinky place, I probably would have wanted to get to know him better.
He's just my best friend here because he's the only one willing to talk to me. Everyone around here found out that I was the sister of the famous twins in that famous punk band that shows up on that famous TV station, and they've been avoiding me like a disease. Christian mentioned that they were afraid to talk to me but they have nothing to fear about me. I'm a generally nice girl. Just because my brothers are celebrities doesn't make me any different from any of them. I think they think that I'm snobby. Which I'm not or at least I don't want to think I am because I never saw myself as that way.
-She sighed to herself and brushed away a stray strand of hair that fell across her cheek and looked up, knowing instinctively who was there. She smiled and waved across the room at Christian who returned the gesture. She held up five fingers to him, indicating that she'd be done in five minutes and watched as he nodded and sat himself down on a leather couch, his easy slouch telling her that although it looked as if he were relaxing, he was completely alert and waiting for her to approach him. Sarah smiled to herself and went back to her computer screen.-
Christian just walked in. He looked really nice today. He had gotten really sick last night. Emily, this other girl around the ward had passed her little cold to several people. Christian was just unlucky to be one of the several peope to have gotten sick. But he looks better today. Much more alive. But if you look closely enough, you can tell he just wants to go back to bed and sleep. He won't let himself do it, though. He's a stickler for waking up at a certain time each morning and each morning he wakes up at nine o'clock.
Changing the subject, I really want to see my brothers. I heard they've all had their babies now. I wish I had been there to see it. A part of me is berating myself because if I hadn't gone and become stupid over drugs, I'd be with them right now, probably playing with the babies. I hope maybe they'll visit me when they come around the Los Angeles area. The only people who's visited me so far have been Josh and mom. And I really want to see Joel and Benji. And Brody and Mandy. And their babies. And Billy, Paul and Chris. I miss them all a lot. I think they'd be happy to see that I'm doing better. Especially Joel.
-Sarah heard her name being called and looked up to see Christian waving at her. She grinned at him, knowing that he had finally gotten impatient of waiting and nodded. She glanced at her screen and reread what she wrote before pressing update. She waited until it posted before logging off and turning the computer off. Then she stood up and headed over to Christian since they had planned on having breakfast together.-
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