“So how did you end up out here anyways?” Spencer asked as we trudged thru the forest, my eyes kept glancing around nervously.

“My friends dared me to go out one of the exits, I went out, they locked me out.” She stopped and stared at me for a second, her crystal blue eyes trying to figure me out, searching my soul and beyond what other people saw trying to understand me for what purpose I don’t know.

She started walking again with me following behind, “Don’t sound like very good friends,” she replied.

“Guess not,” what else could I say to that? It was true, what kind of friends lock you out of the only safe place any of you have ever known, lock someone out of their home.

“How old are you?” she asked again. The girl was full of questions.

“How old?”

“Yeah like how long you’ve been alive,” she restated with out getting too annoyed at my lack of knowing what she meant, not like earlier when she’d asked me about my name.

“Oh I was given life sixteen in a half years ago, you?”

“I’m sixteen,”

“You look younger,”

“How young?” she wondered scratching the back of her neck, wiping the sweat that accumulated on it on her pants.

“Honestly, thirteen or so…”

“Yeah I get that a lot,” her voice sounded so far away and sad, I wasn’t sure if I should ask her about it or not, “It’s my face…looks innocent,” she laughed.

“Aren’t you?”

“What? Innocent?” I nodded, “I don’t know…” she sighed, “Are you?”

“Depends who you ask,” we continued walking in silence after that. Mostly I watched our surroundings, I’d only seen the forest from my high tower bed room which over looked the entire city but that’s what you get for being grown into the wealthiest family. Our surroundings was interesting, tall tress hiding sun light but allowing enough to make the place seem magical and lit up enough for you to see where you were stepping. Every once in a while I heard scratching or screeching,  my heart picked up speed as my hands started sweating but Spencer assured me we were fine and I believed her completely which was hard for me to do so for it to happen so naturally with this murdering gun wielding teenager was a mystery in itself.