(Mason)
As the next morning rolled around I walked into the mess hall, looking for Zena. "Excuse me," I said to a nurse and she looked at me. "Where is Zena?"
"She eats in her room," she replied and I left the mess hall. I walked down the east hall and stopped in front of a door with the name Zena Blaze on the name plate. Slowly I knocked on the door then stepped back. I listened to the shuffling behind the door then the door opened. I looked at Zena as she stood before me her hand over the cloth that was covering her face.
"Hey," I greeted as she looked up at me with her glowing blue eyes.
"Hello, shouldn’t you be in the mess hall eating with everyone else?"
"I was gonna eat with you but the nurse said you always eat in your room."
She sighed and turned walking into her room. I sighed and followed her inside. I closed the door and watched as she sat at the table that was by the window.
"What is it you wanted to eat with me?"
"You just seemed like you need a friend."
"Well everyone here thinks I am a freak, even the nurses."
"Zena, will you please show me?"
"Show you what?"
"Why you hide your beautiful."
"If you saw it you wouldn’t think I am so beautiful."
"Let me be the judge of that then."
She looked at me for a moment then slowly moved the cloth that was covering part of her face. I stood there for a moment looking at the scars that lined both her cheeks. Slowly I walked over and touched the scars. "I still think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."
She blushed looking away from me and I smiled. I think I found the inspiration for my next song. "So will you be entering the talent show that the hospital has?" she asked looking at me.
"I do believe I will."
"Well I will be cheering for you."
"Thank you." I sat at the small table with her as she went back to eating her breakfast. "So what is the deal with the doctor’s daughter that hangs out her a lot?"
"I really don’t know. No SANE person would choose to hang out at an asylum on their free time."
"Maybe she isn’t as sane as she seems. So when is that talent show thing?"
"At the end of the week."
"I think can have a song written by then."
"You found inspiration?"
"Yes I do believe I did."
From that morning on Zena still felt like she had to find from me. It kills me to think that people used to treat her like shit. It is clear that I am her only friend in his hell hole and she is the only friend here I want. My first week here is slowly drawing to an end and tonight is the talent show. I wrote a song for Zena and I really hope she likes it.
There was knock on the door and I slowly opened it to see one of the nurses standing in the hall looking at the clipboard in her hands. "You need to come get ready your up in a little bit," she said and I grabbed my guitar case following her to the small auditorium. I walked to back stage and saw the one names coralline talking to a few girls who were dressed the same way as she was.
"Can I borrow this?" I asked another patient, Terra, picking up her eyeliner.
"Sure," she replied smiling.
I walked to a mirror and lined my eyes with it then drew a stitched line on either side of my mouth. I gave it back to her and thanked her then walked to the edge of the curtain peering out. Zena was sitting on the end of the first row more or less alone. She glanced toward me and I blew a kiss watching as her eyes lit up in the way they always did when she smiled. I smiled back and walked away from the curtain.
