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Knowing the metal chairs Andy and I were sitting in would get uncomfortable fast, I got up and sat on the ground with my back against the wall. Andy did the same.

"So what are we supposed to do for the rest of the day?" I asked her, since I had nothing.

Andy looked thoughtful for a second then her eyes lit up and it was like a light bulb appeared over her head.

"Let's play twenty questions. I still don't know you all that well." She said happily.

"Fine, I don't have anything better. Do you want to start?" I asked her with a sigh. Twenty questions sounded sort of stupid to me, but I did want to get to know Andy a little better too.

"Ok, what's your… favorite color?" She asked as the first question.

"Red, you?"

"Gray."

"Why gray? Isn't that an odd color to have as a favorite? Not many people like it." I said with an amused smile.

"That's exactly why I like it." She said simply.

"Have you ever had a boyfriend?" I asked, trying to look innocent.

"Why do you want to know?" She asked right back.

"I'm curious, and we're playing twenty questions, which was your idea." I reminded her.

"I had one once, but he was a jerk. I think I was just his idea of a charity case. I don't need anyone's charity. The relationship didn't last long. I only really said yes to him when he asked me out as a curtsy. When I saw he wasn't serious I dumped him. His face was very amusing when I did." She explained with a short laugh.

"I've never had a girlfriend before," I said before she could ask. "Never been interested in a relationship, and I've never really gotten to know anyone well enough to grow any kind of feeling towards them."

She nodded

"What's your favorite TV show?" She asked as the third question.

"I don't know, The Office I guess." I answered her. I didn't watch much TV, 'cause I never really had a chance; I was too busy, but I did like that show.

"I like King of Queens. Kevin James is one of my favorite actors. The movies and shows he's in are always really funny. I watch one whenever I need a laugh." She said.

"What was it like living in an orphanage?" I asked, and she looked down at her lap.

"It's ok I guess. A bit annoying though because of all the little kids there. The older kids and I are responsible for taking care of them." She said quietly.

"That's not all, you seem sad." I pushed.

She looked back up and her eyes were distant and sad.

"It's not the same, you have to take care of yourself, and no one helps you out. Everyone's bitter because of how they ended up there, and its hard watching all the babies and toddler get adopted. Every time a couple come in you hope and pray that they'll want a kid like you, someone your age, but they always go for the younger kids. If your not adopted by the time your seven most likely you won't get adopted at all." Suddenly she snapped out of it and shook her head. The sadness left her eyes, making them hollow and she attempted to smile, but failed horribly.

I wanted to put my arm around her for comfort, but knew it would be pointless.

"I lived with a guardian. I had two, but I only liked one. The other was terrible. Ralf, my first guardian, was the best. He took my brother and I in when no one else would. He was exactly how I imagined a dad would be, but then he was arrested, for a really stupid reason too. That's how my brother got involved in this whole freedom fight thing, and it ended up getting him killed." I said getting angry all over again. I always got angry when I talked about how Alex died.

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