Bryce slammed his locker door shut still scowling because he knew what today was. Thursday, which meant he had to go to that stupid group therapy thing today. He had to go to the stupid thing 2 times a week, Mondays and Thursdays. He really didn't see the point in going anymore, everyone knew he wasn't going to talk they may as well just let him leave the group. He has already been in that damn group for a month. Take a damn hint. He let out a sigh as he watched people exiting the school. Lucky bastards. He dragged his feet and began walking down the hall. He turned the corner and entered a room which the meetings were always held at. He saw everyone sitting in chairs that formed a circle. Everyone was sitting in their own seat except for Bryce and... there was another seat beside his that didn't have a person sitting on it. Was someone new going to join this hell hole? Bryce groaned at the cheerful smiles everyone flashed him as he took his seat. "Hello Bryce glad you came today." Mrs. Wilson, the person that ran the group said. Bryce rolled his dark grey eyes, "Did I really have a damn choice?" He asked bitterly. Bryce was actually a handsome young man. Tall, muscular and built, emo-like hair and his features maybe tough and mysterious but that was what made him attractive. He very rarely showed any emotions besides anger. Mrs. Wilson shook her head, "Well put on your happy face because we are going to have a new member in the group," she looked at her watch, "I wonder where she could be..."