Sasha smiled softly and watched as Peter and the old woman walked away. She always loved old people, especially old couples. She turned to Adam when he asked about her wrist. She smiled softly, to be honest, she was really nervous to be around Adam.<br/><br/>"Well, broken." She smiled sheepishly. A pain went through her wrist and she winced softly. She remembered what her friend had told her before she left.<br/><br/>Sasha turned to Adam again. "Listen. You didn't have to beat Scott for me. But I guess he earned it." She smiled nervously again. She was afraid that she had feelings for Adam. And she was afraid what would happen if she acted upon those feelings. She never truly had a boyfriend, well one who actually cared about her thoughts and feelings.