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to side. "You're right, and I do want to know your favorite things. I was thinking that right now I could learn more about who you are.” He explained. 
    I sighed, knowing that this was what he wanted. "Fine.”
    I waited for a few minutes. "So, are you going to talk?" He asked me eventually. 
    "What do you want me to tell you?” I asked. 
    "Anything.”
    "Like what? I don't know what you want to know.” I said. I hated talking about myself. 
    "Look, I just want to know you. You can tell me anything.” He said. 
    "Okay. Well, um, I grew up with my mom. She married Steve when I was twelve. He's got some older kids. Jason and Mike are in their mid-twenties and I think that Rachel is in her early thirties. After they got married, he told my mom that he was done raising children, she sent me to live with my father. Before I moved in with him, I only saw him on weekends, school breaks, and holidays. That was more my mom’s fault for not making the time to drive me to him, though.” 
    "He was always a hero in my eyes, you know? I mean, I think that I idolized him because I never got to see him much. I realized after I moved in with him that I didn't see him much anyways. You footballers take up a lot of his time. The only way I figured I could spend time with him was if we shared the same interests. I knew he probably wouldn't take well to my choices in movies, books, or music. So I took up football.” 
    "It Turns out that I ended up being fairly good at it. I mean, I threw the ball once in our old neighborhood and was immediately accepted as part of the gang.  Me and the guys would go outside every day and play football in the street. After a few months of playing with them, and actually enjoying myself surprisingly; my Dad noticed that I was decent. He started taking me to games on the weekends, and practices when I didn't have school. It was really nice; I never had that kind of connection with my Mom.” 
    "Soon enough, I managed to become something of a mascot for the team. They became like big brothers to me. It was awesome because, until recently. I’m an only child. It's funny; the first boy who broke my heart didn't have to deal with a gun-happy father. Instead a whole team of college football players paid him a visit. Danny apologized to me the next day, but I only laughed. The guys gave me hell for weeks when they saw how wimpy Danny was. They'd always figured I'd fall for somebody more like them.” I trailed off, remembering how funny I thought it was. 
    I realized that Andy was watching me carefully when he began to speak. "What about now? I mean, that was when you were younger, right? What's the Ashley in front of me like?" He asked, grinning. I rolled my eyes. Wasn't it bad enough I had to talk about my past? Now he wanted me to talk about current events?
    "Hmm.  .  .  I don't really know actually. I mean, I have the best friend in the world, Lindsey. She comes off kind of strong sometimes, but she's amazing. It was actually her brother, Paul, who I kicked in the balls.” I grinned, thinking about his face as he cupped his injured package. "At school, I mainly hang out with Lindsey and her boyfriend, Bryan. They're adorable together.” 
    "My grades aren't over the top, but they aren't horrible either. I hate math but manage to pass the class each quarter, so that's a plus.” I paused, thinking about what else to say. 
    "I love to read." I added passionately. "Seriously, there's nothing in this world that makes me happier than a good book. You'll even be able to tell usually if I haven't read a story in a while. I get really crabby.” I laughed at my own honesty. Andy chuckled. 
    "I don't know. I mean I'm not sure what else I can say other than the little things.” I shrugged my shoulders. "So I guess it's your turn." I smiled because he couldn't back out. I went and now he had to. 
    He blinked a couple times, "Um.  .  .  well, I've got two sisters who are each two years younger than