LIES THROUGH LIP GLOSS. "You should eat something." "I'm not hungry," Eryn sighed. "You're really skinny." Chad said. "I'm okay." Eryn met Chad a few days after the water incident. This is what they do to kids here when they misbehave, or go crazy. But everyone was crazy here. It happened all the time. Chad wasn't crazy though. In fact, he was normal. Too normal. He didn't have a past, according to Eryn. At least nothing she knew or experienced. Yet. They made a solemn agreement that they will never talk about each other's pasts. It was fair enough. They had a highly strange friendship. A friendship which would lead to nothing more. They spoke about getting out of there. They spoke about life and childhood. Things nobody would talk about, really. The pain of keeping your knees together when sitting politly, or the crooked tooth inside your mouth that you continusly run your tounge over. Or when you're watching TV and there is two shows you want to watch. You hope that somehow you can fight timing and commercials by switching back. But you know that you cant watch both.