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I never saw her face. And I never talked to her. But that four hour train ride was full of mystery and now, apparently, so was my life. "So you'll help me?" The girl asks looking into my eyes. "I guess." I mutter not to enthusiastically: "Good."

edwina goodness, how many times have I stood over my drawings in the dark in the middle of the night just like this? ...too many to count..

(Open RP jump in) I sit there staring out the bus window. I sit alone until a boy sits next to me. "Hey" he says quietly. "Hi" I reply. I looks back out the window when he starts to talk again