Kayla looked up at John, "It's nothing Mr. Stevenson, really. Just some bad memories came flooding back. I'm ok really I am." That was one of her flaws though, you could read her like a book. She just smiled and patted his hand. She was innocent, but wise beyond her years from everything she had gone through. She sat on one of the chairs far from the girls, sort of isolating herself. She watched Alex swim, he was so nice to look at. It was the first time she was in a family with a boy so close in age to her. He had been kind to her, and he made her blush. Kayla just hoped he didn't take notice to her as she sat there. She looked away, hoping not to catch his eye.