Smiling happily Grace shook her head slightly, despite herself. “Thank you, but I’m fine really…” She trailed off as he began looking around for containers and moved off, saying he was going to go save her a seat. Tilting her head slightly the girl wondered to herself. He was certainly a strange one, Kyle. Maybe that was why she liked him. He didn’t seem like the others around here. The entire time she’d seen him he hadn't seemed all that interested in anyone else. He hadn't gone out of his way to speak to anyone else that she’d seen.

As the line moved Grace eventually collected her lunch and made her way over to where the boy was sitting over in a corner away from the busyness of the cafeteria and walked over to him. He had his bag placed on the seat opposite him and she paused for a moment. She assumed it was a seat for her, but at the same didn’t want to go touching his things without permission. “You know… if you wanted me to sit with you… you just had to ask.” She said softly as a thought occurred to her and she looked at him curiously.

“Kyle… do you mind if I ask you a question?” Grace on, still standing there unsure exactly to in the situation. “I mean you don’t have to answer it if you don’t want to. I was just wondering… how you grew up I suppose?” She said, trying to figure out how to word it properly. “I mean… did you go to school like normal kids or were you home schooled? Did you have any friends?”