[center]<span style="font-family: baseballscript;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: Pink">Odeila</span></span></span>[/center]<br/><br/>[center]<span style="color: pink">Odeila blushed heavily at Blane's words she gently waved it off "Yeah yeah" and grabbed his hand. "And yes lets get out of here" she said her words a little hushed now as she walked out into the lush hallway. "Come on through the back" she said pulling him gently her hand enclosed in his. He was warm to the touch it was comforting it was odd for her to be so rebellious but he just made her want to feel free. God how she had wanted to be anyone but her, but till her heart stopped thudding in her chest she would feel that need to be free. A memory filtered through her mind as she lead Blane down the back staircase. <span style="font-style: italic">"You are like a little bird my little Odeila"</span> his gently voice cupping her small face in his large hands. God how she missed her father she fought back the tears that dared to fall if she dwelt on it any longer, she forced smile upon her lips forcing her mind into her current state. They arrived near the kitchen one of the workers saw her his eyes wide her's mimicking his response to seeing her, <span style="font-style: italic">"Oh god please don't nark me out"</span> she thought as she looked at the skinny blond boy in the kitchen attire.</span>[/center]<br/>[center]