Goddard's Home for Troubled Teens

Val

I bite my glossed lip, smiling and shrugging, "I don't know. Not annoying," I tell him, "I'm not perfect either. None of us are."

Ryder

I smile back and look away after meeting her gaze, "But I'm really not perfect. You're here on a mission, so you told me. I'm here 'cause I was forced to."

Val

I look at him, "I'll prove it to you that your fine just the way you are." i think, "What do you see when you look at me? Be honest."

Ryder

I glance at her, slightly confused, "Interesting. I don't know why but that's what I see. Not the word, just the feeling."

Val

"see?" I smile, "When you look at people, you feel something. You don't see something. So...your fine just the way you are. Trust me."

Ryder

I study her, smiling lightly, "I don't understand you. You don't know me...but you defend me against myself anyway."

Val

I shrug, standing, "It's better to have atleast one friend then have none."

Ryder

I look away, thinking, "Sometimes..."

Val

I sigh backing up, "Bye."

Ryder

I glance at her, nodding, "Bye. Oh... and, to prevent issues tomorrow, your name was on the chore list. You had kitchen duty. Just to set the dinner table. I'd do it if I were you. I screwed over everyone else."

Val

I nod, smiling, "I'll keep that in mind."

Ryder

I nod and flash a smile in goodbye, standing and heading to my window.

Val

I close the door behind me and make my way towards my room.

Ryder

I make sure she's gone before sliding out the window again and climbing my way to the roof.

Val

I keep walking to my room and plop on the bed when we get there.