Chapter Twenty Three

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*Asa's POV*

I walk with the doctor down the hallway. After a few turns, we reach a room with rooms. Well, they aren't exactally rooms; they're more like cubicles. In each cubicle is somehing unique. For instance, one cubicle contains Legos. I suppose the different cubicles are to entertain the paitents. I wonder which cubicle Doctor Beaver will lead me to. I hope it is one with a nice, big computer where I can play DOTA.

My hopes disapear as soon as we walk into a space with a professional-looking desk and two chairs opposite each other. On top of the brown desk is a lamp. Doctor Beaver pulls out one chair for me and he goes and sits in the other one. He pulls a stack of papers out of one of the drawers in his desk. He proceeds to turn the lamp on.

"So, Ender," he says, "I know that you feel better than you were when you first came here. I can see it in your movements. At first, you always had a contored look on your face when you moved, but that's besides the point. To help you get better, we gave you high quality medicine because you were kn severe condition. That's why you have been faring better that Natalia. Now, there are two problems. For one, we have to release you. We cannot keep you in the hospital for too long because we might need that space for someone else. In order to release you however, we must have your information to go in the files." This is what I feared, giving my identity away. "First question, has all of the information that you have given us been truthful?" I shook my head.

"Very well then. Would you care to tell me what I should fix in you information?"

"You just have to change my name to Asa Butterfield instead of the bogus name Ender Wiggin. Everything will match up then," I tell him.

"Okay. I will trust you this time." Using the extra light from the lamp, the doctor changes Ender Wiggin on my forms. When he finishes making this change, he looks up. "The second problem has to do with payment. Since we gave you high-quality treatment, the price is also high-quality. I don't mean high-quality as in it is a good deal, but as in the price is really expensive." I nodded to show that I understood him. He continued. "I know you aren't in charge of financial stuff at your house, but do you think that you will be able to pay for the treatment? I just want to know now because financial stuf is one part of all the forms." Obviously, Doctor Beaver doesn't know who I am.

"I don't want to be rude, but can I borrow you cell phone?" Doctor Beaver takes out an iphone 6 from his front pocket and hand it to me.  Luckily, I have an iphone too, so I know how to work it. I open up Safari, and go to google images. I seach up myself, and I show Doctor Beaver the pictures. "Do you recognize the person in the pictures?" I ask him.

"I think it's that guy from the movie that Natalia is watching back at the room," came his reply. He looks up as he continues talking. "Can we get ba-" His words are stopped short when he looks back up at me. Doctor Beaver looks back down at the pictures on his phone and back up at me. "You're.... Are you...." He stutters.

"I'm really am Asa Butterfield," I tell him. "Now I don't want to be rude, but I am pretty sure that my family and I will be able to pay off the bills."

Still in a state of shock, the doctor gets up and leads be to another cubicle further back in the large room. He then motions for me to get in a cubicle with nothing but a telephone on top of  small desk. I stand in there, waiting for Doctor Beaver to talk again. He doesn't, so I speak up. "Am I supposed to call my manager, to prove to you who I really am?" The doctor shakes his head. "Am I supposed to call my mom?" This time, he nods. I walk over to the telephone and dial my house number.

No one answers, so I leave a message. I use my real voice so that my mom and siblings will be able to recognize my voice in the message. "Hey mom, remember how you let me come to the U.S by myself? Yeah? Well, I am kinda in a situation where I need you to be here, so give me a call on my mobile. Bye."

I finish the call and turn around to face thr doctor so that he could take me home. "You're British too?" he asks, amazed. I give a nod of approval. "What else haven't you told me?"

I was desperate to leave this room and go watch the movie with Nataliap, so I gave him a short answer. "A few things, but you have to keep everything you already know a secret from Natalia. Once I see that I can trust you, I might tell you some more things about me." I leave the cubicle and head for my room. The doctor follows me.

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