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"You were right." he said, grinning at her, "It is pretty."

He took a few steps, walking down to the lake shore and looking out over the water. He had a peaceful smile on his face as he looked over it. The lake was nice. He liked it.

Chris found it hard to sleep. He rolled out of bed sometime before the sun was up, and by the time the yellow orb lit up the sky he was outside. He wore sweats, and was running. He was pushing himself, breathing hard. He was tired, but he needed to keep going. It didn't feel right to stop until he couldn't run anymore.

Finally, he couldn't take another step. He sat down right on the path he'd been running and looked around him. The morning mist chilled him slightly, but he ignored it. He flopped onto his back, putting his arms behind his head and closing his eyes. The silence of the morning was peaceful.

Chris smiled tightly, "I have no clue."

He looked past her, suddenly quiet as they walked. Suddenly the lake came into view and Chris grinned. "Wow, this looks awesome."

Chris was quiet a moment as they walked, and he shrugged, "My brother and I...we hated it here." He glanced over, "I was exceptionally shy then, talking to anyone made me queasy. I missed my parents. So Darryl and I, we ran from here."

He lost his smile, "We went and found our parents. We had no clue what they were mixed up in." He shook his head, "I regret running from here. It was honestly the safest place there could have been."

He paused, "Maybe if Darryl and I had stayed then we wouldn't have gotten caught in the middle of it."

"You betcha." Chris said with a smile. He followed her grinning, "I hope it's not frozen already. It'll feel like I never left then!"

Chris nodded, "I think so. Last time I saw it, it was mid January and most of it was covered with ice." He laughed, "Course, if me and Darryl had stayed for more than a month then maybe I'd have seen it without the ice."

Chris followed her, "Where to?" He asked, "It's up to you. I haven't been around long enough to want to go anywhere."

"Like I said, not sure yet." He shrugged, then stood, "Lexi, would you like to go for a walk? This place is kinda boring." He grinned, his hands in his pockets.

"What classes do you take?" Chris asked, "I haven't gotten my scheduel yet, but who knows. maybe I'll have a class with you."

"At least then I'd know somebody."

"It's not too bad, from what I can see. AT least this time my brother isn't here." Chris's grin widened, "He can be a real jerk half the time."

He shrugged, "What are the teachers like? Any that I should make sure to take allergy medicine before going to class?"

"Oh please don't! I'm allergic to most teachers." He grinned, "Or, at least that excuse worked with my parents." He grinned, "So what are things like here?" He asked.

"Seventh, or I think I am." Chris laughed, "I'm pretty bad at math."

He grinned at her, shaking his head, "What year are you?"

He chuckled, 'I suppose we've both been rude, right? Then no embarrassment on either side."

He cleared his throat, "Please, sit and talk to me. I'm bored out of my mind, and don't have many friends here." he motioned to one of the many chairs and couches before taking a seat himself.

Chris stared at her, still slightly dumbfounded, and then jumped up. "I'm sorry," He said, holding out his hand, "Where are my manner's? It's nice to meet you Lexi."

He smiled, "I apologize, I don't spend a lot of time around people."

I hope I stay too. Thanks.