Lisa shrugs and smiles a little. “I try not to pay attention to them. I know someone a lot meaner than all of them combined so they don’t seem as bad that way.” Her smile grew when he mentioned experiments. “You must be very smart. What kind of experiments do you do?” Lisa frowns a bit and shakes her head. “Parents are the worst. I wish there was a way to not have any. Why would they make you give that up? That doesn’t make much sense to me.” She remarks as she does slight side to side twists on her swing.
She recognized the look on his face, the look of shaking away a feeling. At first she felt her heart race a little but as it settled she reminded herself that she wasn’t the one who was pushing the feelings away. With a quick glance to make sure no one was nearby she says. “No one is around except me. You can cry if you need to. I try to hide my feelings too…they make dad angry.” A smile starts to return to her face as they approached the subject of future careers. Lisa rotates the swing in a circle winding up for a spin saying. “Well my mom was a nurse and I always liked it when she’d teach me things about the hospital. So for a while now I’ve wanted to be a heart surgeon.” With that Lisa picks her feet off of the ground and allows herself to spin in her swing. Upon reaching a stop she shrugs and tries her best to hide her sadness from him. “It won’t ever happen, but a girl can hope right?
“Keep hoping,” Cisco encouraged. “For if you lose hope in the future, there’s nothing to look forward to. Though the future is impossible to see, you need not let what is happening now determine what will happen in the near or far future.” He stopped moving on the swing and started spinning himself slowly, much like his new friend had. “I think you would be an awesome surgeon.”
“You know, I don’t really know why they made me give things up. Using my hands helps me stay focused. I need to fidget and move and be creative in order to function. They said it was weird and my excuse to not be social or make friends. They don’t know me, though. They only care about my big brother, Dante. I’m just in his shadow.” At the end of his ramble, he lifted his feet off the ground and let himself spin, the wind rushing through his hair and making him laugh.
Cisco backup 