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," I shrugged.
"It had to be something, silly," Lily said.
"I was punched," I said and Lily gasped.
"What!"
"Joking," I said smoothly and chuckled at Lily who let out a big sigh.
"Phew," she said. "So what happened?"
"I walked into a doo
