Melody awoke in a groggy state. Her vision was a bit blurry as her eyes adjusted. Sitting up quickly she took in everybody. There were people freaking out, some trying to make light of the situation, but no one had noticed her. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes taking slow deep breaths. New Home? Was she really hearing those words? She couldn't remember what happened or how she got there. What had she gotten herself into this time? Obviously something she couldn't handle. A few tears slipped down her cheek, as she thought of the last thing she told her mother. She had wished she were away from her. Running her fingers through her hair she tried wiping some of the tears away.
"Where am I?" She'd ask in a quiet tone, as another door was opened near her. Would anyone notice a black haired girl? Maybe, because she smelled like the beach, sea salt dried in her hair, She looked (and smelled) as if she spent her whole life at the beach.