As Melonie and I keep walking and talking, I decide to ask her some questions.
"Soooo, why did bạn run away from trang chủ anyway?"
I ask her. She just shrugs.
"It's a pretty long story." Melonie says with an embarrassed chuckle.
"Oh. Well, if bạn don't mind me asking, were you, I don't know, feeling like an outcast. Cause, bạn know, I. Was." Melonie asks.
I'm not confessing anything to this girl but, I've got to make her feel comfortable in telling me something. "Yeah. I know who bạn are." Oh snap! What if she really does know who I am?! I'd be in deep, deep trouble!