Shay had been watching the clouds, thinking about her mother and she just couldn't help it. She missed her mother desperately. She just always had to think about her. She usually would write, almost telling her mother what she was missing. "I don't have any friends, not here. My only friends are spread out all over the world. I'm just a teachers pet and no one likes me because of how I am and because of my father. Can't say I blame them." She sighed as she was fiddling with her thumbs again, a bit upset as she watched the clouds and she slightly smiled. Watching the clouds and laying in the grass made her feel calm and at home with her mother. That's how it always had been. Lay in the grass and relax. Remember the good old days she used to have with her mom before she died.

"My father sometimes I think..he never cared about me. It always felt that way...after my mother died. It felt like I wasn't important to him." Shay whispered softly as she sighed. "The girl that said bye to you hates me." She said as she finally looked at him. "She calls me a teachers pet. Last year I got bullied so bad I was put on antidepressants...." She sighed and smiled a bit as she looked at him. "Indy? That's cute. I'm shay....my friends back home called me Shadow...I don't go by that much now." Shay said with a smile, she liked talking to him. It was like...just by meeting someone new her entire personality could change. Especially bye wrong someone terribly nice. "I like your name. It's cute." She smiled at him as she fiddled with her thumbs softly...nervously.

"My father really wasn't one to ever talk to me or care...I basically always kept to myself. I had a nanny and she took care of me. It was awful." Shadow said with a sigh. It made her sad, but she smiled gently to herself. "I mean...no one ever truly liked me. Guess it was normal. I was different..." Shay smiled and stopped fiddling with her fingers as she was trying to cheer herself up. It was hard. But she tried her hardest to be like she was supposed to be. How she was raised to be. "Some times I thought I was a disappointment to him. But now I could care less because he was always mad. Everyone hated me, so now I don't care." She shrugged a bit and smiled at him. "It's nice to meet you though. You're a really nice guy. No one really ever walks up to me and would even sit with me. I'm a bit antisocial." She laughed a bit nervously.