Although it pained me, I had grown accustomed to Rose’s confused and lost expressions that marred her beautiful face. Ever since she arrived, she has been confused, lost and hurt. Everyone around her had either not seen her pain or ignored it, or maybe I was just more observant than the children she keeps as company. I’ve come to notice Rose has a passion for helping the lost and broken in our world. First there was Ryker, the red eyed outcast. Her first day of class and she had him at her side. When she walked into my class with him, his arm wrapped around her waist as if to protect her from me had my anger rising to new levels I had never experienced before. It took all of my restraint not to tear that boy off of her and throw him out the window.
Last night though I had seen a side of
