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He chases behind her but Lily locks her room preventing him from coming in. Stanley returns back to his room and looks again outside the window.But he does not find 5017. He then goes back to his bed to sleep. Stanley sees Eva laughing brightly and a sort of shine on her face. He looks at her all this time and blushes when he suddenly remembers Lily's words last night.He stops looking at Eva and then looks at the view.After the worst two years of her life, she's trying to be optimistic about starting over in a new town. In exchange for watching two little boys after school 5017, she gets a free, safe home with a family friend. But starting over isn't as easy as she'd like, especially since she's transferred a month into the semester. Friends are hard to make when you can't open up to people, so when she gets placed next to loner Sam Durand in a fourth--fourth!-- class, she decides they have enough in common that the friendship might work. Despite his avoidance of everyone in school, he seems to take a liking to Oby and makes a effort in their friendship.Sam turned and looked at me for a minute. Sudden regret ripped through me 5017. Why in the world did I tell him that? Sam was finally really looking at me. Not just looking at me, he seemed to be judging every aspect of me, looking into my past with those annoyingly warm eyes. I shrank back a bit into my chair and folded my arms, resorting to stare at my Walmart sneakers. But there was something floating in the back of his voice, something that sounded like mild interest. Perhaps he really had seen something inside of me; maybe somewhere in my eyes when I said it, there was a sparkle of something unknown, something hidden away, something human. Something of the person I used to be so long ago.Accompanied with my own thoughts I sauntered the streets. 5017 was a city where it's crowded but my route was deserted. It was cold and yeah the unlucky me forgot to wear socks again. When my mom would say that socks protect you the most from cold I would laugh but today was as if her sayings were mocking me instead. I saw a girl standing near the pole, she seemed pretty. My consciousness told me not to look at her but I behaved like that stereotypical character of every horror movie that would become curious at the very wrong moment. I looked at her but her hair were all over her face so I just controlled and continued my little journey to home. My feet hurt, I've walked to my home many times from the university but it was never this prolonged or it was never this abandoned. The moon looked so bewitching that I wanted to take a picture I turned back to take my phone out of my backpack but I saw that girl a few steps behind me but the strange thing was that I never heard footsteps if she was walking behind me all this time.