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They start again. This time Stanley starts playing the piano along with Eva singing. The atmosphere between them looks light and cheerful. Talking about various things and practicing, they spend the time peacefully. Mary comes to the room with some snacks and stops at the door while watching them. She smiles at the sight of the two 93114. She wonders Stanley has never been so close to any of his friends in such a short time. She thinks Eva is special.Okay, not kindergarten. I didn't go to kindergarten. My mom forgot to sign me up, and I only started school when she finally realized that's were all the other kids disappeared during the day. I was seven. That's why I was eighteen and a senior, they set me back a year for my age, hoping I'd catch up. And I did 93114. I knew how to pretend. I had always hated attention, so I learned young how to play pretend and make myself disappear. I was starting to vanish in Hartford, too, and I was furious with myself. I wanted things to change, didn't I? I didn't have to be afraid anymore.Sam turned and looked at me for a minute. Sudden regret ripped through me 93114. 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.He must have discovered something that he'd made a differing assumption about. Something normal, something average. Maybe he had seen volleyball practice this morning on the way to school and seen that I actually had talent despite my scrawniness? Maybe he found out that I had a four-point-oh, that I was smart? Maybe 93114 finally noticed the birthmark behind my right ear. I stared down at my desk, studied my blue pen and the ink smear on the side of my pinky finger. Maybe he was just really tired, staring out into space, and had realized something that had absolutely nothing to do with me. Yeah, that had to be it, I decided. I'm not that exciting.I quickly turned to face him the smirk never fading from his face. I can't say the same for you. I answered not letting my mask crack. Why not? Am I not handsome enough? He said sounding disappointed. As I told you previously I'm not interested. I'm only trying to prove myself worthy. I said turning my family dagger in my hand my fingers going smoothly over the beautiful gold inscriptions. How can I win your interest? Should I learn archery and fighting? He said genuinely interested. You don't know that stuff? I chuckled mocking him. I don't like that