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When Emma saw the new doctor and what to seem seemed like a completely new office her eyes widened slightly. This is really really different...different is good she thought as she took a little step into the room. Her eyes passed over everything infecting it curiously. She looked like a little kid seeing something like a butterfly for the first time. She seemed consumed by her curiosity to such a level she almost tripped right over the bean bag chair in front of her. However beyond her curiosity it was clear she was a tag nervous by the way she was fidgeting with the bottom of her sleeves.

When she bumped into the bean bag and the doctor told her to call her Grace her attention turned to her. She had a slightly shocked look on her face at the fact she was being allowed to call the doctor by her first time. Different is good, it is nice to call someone by their first names the nicest nurses let me do that she thought as she studied the doctor. She looked nothing like Dr Dick.For one thing she was young. Dr Dick left because he retired so he was a good age. Grace looked only a few years older than Emma...though Emma could pass for about 10 years old so it wouldn't be clear to people that didn't know Emma's real age. She was also a woman and quite pretty. Emma liked her hair. Black hair was hard to find and Emma rather liked it it looked bold. She also had a really warm look on her face. It wasn't a pity look either like the kinds she gets from the nurses it was just welcoming.

Emma shyly sat down on the bean bag pulling her legs up close to her so she was curled up into the chair that engulfed her like a little cat almost.When the doctors first question hit her she sat their stunned for a moment before a smile spread across her face and a cute little giggle escaped her lips Yes different is definitely 100% good! she thought almost cheering in her head. No one ever asks Emma that kind of question. They just want crazy people like her to live content little lives and never have strong opinions on anything.

"Well lets say his name fitted him well." Emma said in a slightly Scottish accent. Even though she hadn't lived in Scotland since she was very young her accent was still there. "He was a bit of a dick and tended to be a kinda stick in the mud about stuff...he was going to take away my sketch book once." She muttered with a frown remembering that. Emma had been deep in thought one week because of a dream she had and therefore been drawing allot more. He said it was unhealthy and threatened to take it off her.

Meanwhile back at the house Mark smiled and turned to Abigail grinning as he called him her big brother. He knew it was just a little pet name but it did mean allot to him that she called him that. "How you feeling kiddo?" He said. He knew that she sometimes got embarrassed when he called her that but he couldn't help it and hay they weren't in public or anything so it was fine.

"Ha ha sure I will make you something you could have just called out to ask me though you didn't need to get out of bed." He said clearly worried about her being ill. He stood up coming to about just under 6 feet tall. He had brown short but somewhat messy hair, blue eyes and a warm face with a slightly misshapen but cute nose. He was dressed in fitted grey trousers and a dark brown cardigan as well as a white t shirt.

He quickly pressed save on his work and headed to the kitchen "What would the lady like?" He asked in a fancy waiter voice wanting to make her laugh.
"Ha ha yeah but probably less functional as well." She said thankful that some people grew up knowing they wanted to be things such as doctors and worked hard to reach that goal.

When she took her hand she tensed a bit and her whole face went a bright shade of pink. She tried hard to look casual but she couldn't control the cute blush on her face. She nodded silently for a minuet before she found her voice. "Oh yeah sure that sounds great um see you then." She said and just watched her as she walked away. She couldn't help but have a cheeky little peek at her ass, which only made her blush more.

After that Emma rushed off to her own room. She was exhausted but still managed to spend a good amount of time thinking about what happened and all the stuff that was going to happen tomorrow. Ok all you have to do is figure out your way around college, find class, don't act like an idiot in any of your classes and go to Belle's and try not to scare her off...ah fuck I'm done for she thought before she fell asleep.

The next morning Emma gowned as her alarm went off not used to the time difference yet. However she sighed and made herself get up giving her teddy bear one last squeeze before hiding it back under her pillow. Emma then went out to pick out the outfit she had already decided on for her first day. The outfit consisted of a pair of black skinny jeans, a pair of black and white all star converse, a grey shirt with black buttons, a burgundy v neck jumper and a cute little black bow tie with little white dots on it. Emma had a huge bow tie collection and wanted to wear one on her first proper day of college. Once she was all dressed and looking very dapper she pulled on a casual black blazer style jacket and grabbed her satchel which was black and leather and had all that she would need for today in it.

Emma made her way around the college. She was glad she had waited till morning now as it was allot quieter than it had been last night. It seemed some students had already had a chance to go out partying. It took her about an hour but soon she had a pretty good idea of her way around the college. Emma then headed for a quite bite to eat which included a coffee to wake her up and headed to class.

Her classes for the day went well she knew allot of the stuff already. However she was already given an essay to do which of course with her dyslexia she was worried about. Being a bit of a nerd once her day of classes were done she went to the library and studied a bit making a plan for the essay as she did. Then she headed for a quite bite to eat before heading to her room.

Once at her room she freshed up a bit fixing her hair again as it had went a bit curly looking as the day went on because she had naturally very curly hair. She then dumped her bag and picked out a selection of movies. The movies included Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban (her favourite of the Harry Potter movies), Whip it, Batman The Dark Knight, Stepbrothers and The Nightmare Before Christmas. She figured this was a good range and there would be something Belle liked there.

Once she had the DVDs she took a deep breath and started to head to Belle's room shyly. She was both nervous and excited for this and was fidgeting a bit as she walked. She got to her door at exactually 7 o'clock and knocked shyly after taking a deep breath a small nervous blush on her cheeks.
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Mark smiled softly as his wife headed out to work. "Have a good day dear and be safe ok." He said. A few days ago his wife started her new job at a local mental institution as one of it's new doctors. Mark was happy she got the job but also very worried. He knew she was studying to one day do this but the idea of something going wrong did worry him quite allot. However she soon explained to him that the facility she would be working at was low security so no one there was high risk, which calmed him down a bit.

Mark is 29 years old and works from home as an academic. He has a doctorate in Sociology and has already published two books. He was working on his third and also did occasional articles on line for a bit of extra cash. All in all they were pretty well off. They had a nice sized house in a lovely suburban area surrounded by forest. The house had two good sized bedrooms, an office for mark, an nice attic, a basement, a huge living room and a kitchen and dinning room as well as two bathrooms one which was on suite to the master bed room.

Two years ago Mark and his wife suffered a loss as his wife's parents passed away in a tragic car accident. This left their youngest daughter all alone. Mark and hi wife had been married for a couple of years at that point and just moved into their big house so decided to take her in. The girl was only 14 at the time now she was 16.

Mark got on pretty well with her and had found a nice mix of being fatherly and like an older brother with her always joking around with her but still always making sure she was safe.His wife worried about her allot but as the girl got older and more independent she didn't let her big sis baby her as much.

For the last year or so Mark and his wife have been feeling a slight longing for something more. Something to care for and no not just a pet they already had a lovely big husky, called Blue because of it's lovely blue eyes, and a cute little ginger cat, called Crookshanks because they are huge Harry Potter fans.

Today at the institution his wife was meeting another of her new patients.The girl was 15 years old, soon to turn 16 in November. Her name was Emma and she had been at the institution since she was 7 years old. When Emma was 7 she went though a very traumatic experience. Her and her parents had been coming home from a party at a friends house and a gang of thugs had jumped them. Emma witnessed her parents being killed in front of her eyes and would have died herself if it wasn't for some other people from the party walking by and seeing what happened and helped her. Emma was in hospital for three days after that as she had a broken arm and a scare on her forehead which luckily heeled and was barley noticeable now.

However the day her grandparents from her mothers side came to take her home she had a complete break down refusing to go home with anyone but her parents. She was only small but managed to completely wreck the hospital room she was in. Her grandparents had little choice but to institutionalise her.

Once at the institution the rest of Emma's issues became clear. She had serious anxiety issues and was very jumpy, she suffered from night terrors which sometimes resulted in her wetting the bed, she closed off from everyone else and when she did talk it was like she started the conversation in her head and finished it out loud, she could be hyperactive when over stressed or excited, when she was stressed or nervous she would scratch herself sometimes causing herself to bleed and she was clearly quite emotional.

The institution help Emma in some ways at first. They gave her medication to help with the anxiety and as the institution was very secure and she couldn't leave it she didn't worry about being attacked so much. For the first few years her grandparents visited once a week however they were rather old. When she was 9 her grandmother past away and when she was 10 her grandfather followed. She had no other family.

Having no visitors was hard for Emma she was a very sweet and bright girl and although academically she was at the level she should be at that age, as the institution did educate her, it seems she was emotionally stunted at a younger age.She needed people around her to talk to and play with. She knew she was too old for silly old toys but she couldn't help but love them they were a nice distraction.

Over the years Emma tried to make friends with the other patients but they were all quite a bit older than her and annoyed by her young and somewhat cheerful ways. Then there was the nurses who tried to do what they could for Emma but they had other patients to deal with. Her old doctor Dr Dickson or Dr Dick as Emma referred to her was a bit miserable and always dealt with Emma like she was a thing to be fixed. All in all for the last few years Emma has been very lonely.

However today the young girl was meeting her new doctor and she was hopping they would be a little bit nicer than Dr Dick. Dr Dick never got her sense of humour or the way she looked at the world, which was quite philosophical, all he wanted to do was find a label for her apart from post dramatic stress disorder, which he knew she suffered from.

Emma headed to the new doctors office. The young girl was tiny at only about five feet tall. As a child she was quite tall and her old doctor suspected the stress in her life stunted her growth. She had very pale skin, brown hair which she had cut in a short pixie cut as she pulled at it too much when it was long and it was easier to handle this was, also she thought it was cute. She was dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans and a pair of slippers that were shaped like big hairy monster feet, they were a gift from one of the nicer nurses knowing she loved that kinda stuff. On top she had on a big burgundy jumper with grey and white zig zags at the top. The big Christmas jumper was huge on her and game to just above her knees and completely covered her arms. The most noticeable thing about Emma however was her big blue eyes that were filled with many colours of blue, sliver and some green and yellow.

She bit her lip shyly and nervously knocked on the new doctors door. She was nervous about this. She hadn't slept all night wondering what her new doctor would be like. I heard she is a woman, that might be nice she thought tending to be more relaxed around other woman. I hope she isn't mean and doesn't try and give me to many numb pills, I hate feeling like a zombie she thought as she shyly poked her head in the door.

"You...you asked to see me?" She asked. Emma's speech had got allot better recently and she could now have conversations with people though she did have a bad habit of jumping from topic to topic.
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