"My life story huh? Well there not really a lot to tell. I was born in small town, which I don't even seem to remember because we move before I was even 5 years old..." why did you move? "why did we move...?,that a good question...there many reasons why someone moves,new job,new husband,new life,pure boredem, I guess?" You can say that all of these reasons was our reason. But not necessarily in that order... I am sorry... I know I haven't finish my story, but do you mind if we continue this another time? I just remember that I have to be somewhere right now." "Oh of course,should I call you to see when you will be free to continue this interview?" he uttered." that would be fine." she calmly reply. She stride toward the wooden door, slowly twisted the knob and walk out. As she walk out she could feel herself breathing a little easier, it wasn't that they were in a tiny room. Maybe it the question that trigger her back to her childhood, which made her heart pound just a little slower. Whatever it was she was just glad to be out of there. Her heel tap against the ceramic floor making ticking noises. The interviewer grab his recorder and proceeded to walk out. Anyone could see the disappointment in his eyes. He starred at her back as she kept her pace and walk out of the office right into her car. He didn't know why he was given this assignment. Interviewing an up coming star, is this what journalist are dedicating there time to now a days? The image he had as a student of writing a column for the biggest newspaper company wasn't this, that was for sure. But he was new and if he wanted to work his way up he knew he had to start somewhere. He took his stared off the girl and look up at the time, the short hand was on eleven and the long was on the six. He didn't realize he was in there asking her questions for about an hour now. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turn around to see a short hair, brown eyes girl looking at him. He was very familiar with this face, he seen her a dozen time before, but each time it always seem a little different. He remember chasing after her in a yard filled with tall mango tree, when he finally did catch her she looked at him the same way she looked at him today with the big brown eyes, yet it wasn't the same because then she was a lot shorter and so was he, they were 6 years old when they first met and were best friend ever since. Even through their high school years people understood they were inseparable. He remember this one time when she asked him to asked a guy out for her, because she was too shy to do it herself. He thought it was the most embarrassing thing he did in his entire life, what kind of guy ask another guy if he would go out with his friend, but he did it, because it was her. "So,how was the interview?" she asked. " I am hungry,let go grab something to eat." he replied. "Your trying to ignore my question,what afraid I might steal your interview?" she teased. "I would be more than happy to give it to you on a silver platter,if you wish" he responded. "Gosh, that bad" she replied. They headed toward the door of the office and onto the street, it was particularly busy today,cars were zooming by left and right,people crowded the sidewalk. They walk about three block but it seem a lot longer then that with the heavy crowd. It never occurred to him but people were especially anxious in the city. Everyone always seems to have to be somewhere. Although he didn't grow up in a city, he should be used to it by now. He move away from home when he attended college and has been living in the city ever since.