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Star
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Chay was sitting in the other chair across from me at the table. She was looking at me with a serious look in her eyes, all the fun and joking she had been doing earlier nowhere in sight.
"Don't be so nervous." She cracked a smile, breaking her serious facade. "I just want to get to know you, talk to you, and understand you."
[Why]
"Because we're the only two girls in this testosterone infected house." She giggled. "And we're the same age. There aren't many people in this town that I call a friend and I would like to consider you one of them."
[But why would you be a friend to someone like me]
"What are you trying to say?"
[I'm a prisoner. I always have been and I always will be]
"You're not a prisoner here." She tried to assure me but it wouldn't work.
[The door was locked when I got up. There's a guard at the door and at the window]
"There's one at the window?" She didn't seem to know that.
[Probably. Since I tried to run away again]
