I was sitting outside of the house on the steps. It had been an hour since I had arrived and I already hated it.

"Hello!"

I looked to the side as a little girl with pig tails sat next to me and looked up with big brown eyes.

"Hey," I said.

"I'm Lily," she said and held her hand out.

I chuckled and shook it, she looked no older than 8. "Daisy."

She gasped. "We both have flower names! That so cool!"

"Hmm," I nodded.

"What happened to your face?"

I cursed the bruises on my face. I was a fast healer, but bruises seemed to stay for weeks. "Nothing,"...