Her eyes darted from one person to the other and back, making her a bit dizzy in the process since they were so far away. Her friends back home probably would have made fun of her for this. She remembered one guy used to say she looked like a confused chicken, whatever that meant. 

She wanted desperately to explode in this guys face and demand he tell her what the hell was going on, but somehow she knew, just by looking at him now, that that act would probably get her written off and unmanageable or some shit. Just like everyone else in her life. Okay, maybe that was being a little melodramatic. She'd had a good life and the people around her had been nice to her, for the most part. ...mostly. 

There was that one time that-

She was brought out of her thoughts by the voice of Harris, asking the boy what he thought of her. Her eyes widened and she stared at him, sitting next to her, waiting for the response. 

[b]“I think she is spontaneous,”[/b] he started off. What the hell did he mean by that? She couldn't tell if he meant it as a bad or good thing and definitely wouldn't want to ask for fear of it being the former. 

[b]“I think I’ve seen four different emotions while we’ve been sitting in this room. That’s not a bad thing; it means she’s adaptable. She’s got a sense of humor, which can mean she has a good personality.”[/b] He paused for a minute and smiled at her. [b]“But that’s just from observations.”[/b]

Olivia raised a brow and made a mental note to be more cautious around this guy. Odds were that if she ever said anything bad about this place that could get her in trouble, he'd rat on her to Harris. The way he looked at the man, she couldn't shake the feeling that they were close, or at least closer than she would have liked. If she wanted to break the rules for any reason, she'd have to do it without this boy, which suited her just fine. These past few weeks, being alone has made her realize that she almost likes it better than way. 

[color=gray]“And I trust you’ve met Logan, Olivia?”[/color] he asked, swiveling his chair to face her. 

[color=hotpink]"Considering he never told me his name, I'd have to say yes and no, sir. I have met Logan superficially but I don't like to judge books by their covers, yanno? I'll have to spend more time chatting with him to really say I've 'met' him."[/color] She replied, smirking at the both of them. 

Harris chuckled for a moment, a rare smile on his face. [color=gray]"It's good to have such a refreshing young lady join our ranks, Ms. Woods. You must have many questions."[/color]

And there it was. He'd opened the can of worms. 

[color=hotpink]"Ooooh boy. Do [b]I[/b] have questions mister."[/color] She began, smiling brightly. She stood up from where she'd been seated before and made the moderately long walk closer to Harris before slamming her hands down on the desk in front of her. [color=hotpink]"Man, I've always wanted to do that..."[/color] She mumbled under her breath. Then, realizing what she'd just done, she coughed and raised her head up suddenly to stare at Harris.

[color=hotpink]"Where the hell did my shadow go? It's ruined my life and I don't appreciate it. Where is this place? Who are you people? And... most importantly of all... Where the hell is the bathroom? I've had to pee for like the last hour but I couldn't work up the courage to ask Mr. Tightwad back then."[/color] She asked, suddenly clutching at her stomach. 

Harris' eyes went wide before they softened and he broke out into laughter. He couldn't speak so he simply raised his hand and point in the direction of the nearest bathroom. 

Olivia's cheeks got rosy red as she rose and bolted in the direction he pointed.