We walked for a while in silence. I wasn't really nervous- I just didn't know what to say. She didn't either, apparently.<br/><br/>"What's your crime?" I asked. "Not that it's any of my business."<br/>I said it wasn't but for some reason I felt like it was. It was that feeling again, the one that made me feel connected to her. It was strange, I usually didn't go as deep with girls. I usually didn't meet interesting people either. I wondered if her parents were divorced as well. She didn't look like a rich brat, though. She looked like a closed off person, not really inviting. I wished I made up my mind about her. My head was filling up with possibilities. Time would tell.