"Hi" I said. "I'm Sira" she smiled. She had green hair and dark green eyes. "Sooo" she continued " I want to ask you what your backstory is. Like who's your family members, or why you moved?" "But I cannot trust someone that I just met." I could hear someone in the bushes in front of me. I said. I can tell that she was a bit frustrated. "Fine. What if I tell you my backstory?"she said. I have a prove-it expression. Then this happened "fine. I live with a older sister and a younger brother my mom and my dad. I was born here. My mother is". I interrupt " I live with my mother and 3 younger siblings. I moved here from France since my father died almost 4 months ago. My mother found a job here that pays really well so she can keep us in good health. But with that it does not pay that much now so I work at a cafe, a few blocks away from my house. Is that all you wanted to hear". I heard the bell ring. BRRIIIIING. It was the warning bell, telling us "get to class". I got up of the bench and walked away. I did not face this "sira" girl. I took a few steps and "hay you want to be friends" she asked. "Friends are made with trust" I said giving her a cold shoulder "and plus how do I know you are not trying to kill me when I sleep". She just stayed there, in a daze. I walked away. I could hear someone coming out of the bushes and running toward me. "What did you say" the voice said screaming. It was a boy running toward me about to hit me. "You want to say it to my face. I. . .
