によって the time, I reached Social Services noon had come. I walked inside the one-story, brick building. I looked around the large, blue-walled room the door had revealed. I didn’t see Lucy.
    A curvy, dark-toned woman come up to me. She had curly black hair, and brown eyes.
    “You must be, Damien,” 発言しました the woman. I nodded.
    “And あなた are?” I knew she was a social worker, but that’s all.
    “I’m Stacey, Stacey Sterns,” she said.
    “You’re Lucy’s worker, right?”
    “Yes, I hate that little freak. She’s a demon child,” Stacey 発言しました with a disgusted look on her face.
    “That’s not very fair to say,” I said. “Maybe she just doesn’t like you.”
    “Every person that has been with her- teachers または foster parents- has 発言しました she was terrible,” Stacey shook her head.
    “No one knows how to handle her. Yesterday, when she was with me, I noticed Lucy only wants someone to listen to her,” I said.
    “She’s putting on an act. Just when あなた are least expecting it, she’ll turn on you,” 発言しました the woman.
    “To each is own,” I said, and then turned as I felt arms go around my waist. I turned around, and looked down.
    “Lucy! I was wondering when あなた would get here,” I picked her up.
    “I brought my sketchbook,” she held a black covered book in her little hand.
    “Good, I’ll look before あなた leave,” I said. Lucy nodded, instead of saying ‘okay’.
    “Damien, Lucy, are あなた ready to get started?” Stacey asked. I turned back to her. Stacey walked to a black 机, デスク with three chairs around it. Lucy and I sat side-by-side, Stacey opposite us. “So, what did あなた call this meeting for?”
    “I wanted to talk about influences, and people,” I said.
    “Alright,” 発言しました Stacey. “Lucy, what influences you?”
    “Uh…” Lucy started.
    “No, no, no,” I said. “You’re doing it all wrong. That isn’t what I meant, either.”
    “Then what did あなた mean?” Stacey asked, agitated.
    “I meant, doesn’t Lucy deserve もっと見る positive influence in her life?” I asked.
    “She has it, from Mr. and Mrs. Blevins,” Stacey said.
    “Positive to her, not positive to society,” I said.
    “What do あなた want around her? That street-rat? Yeah, that’s positive. A positive ticket to jail,” Stacey snapped. I wondered whom she was talking about.
    “Xander is not a street-rat, あなた ignorant woman!” Lucy exclaimed. Xander that was Lucy’s best friend.    
    “What do あなた call that boy, then?” Stacey 発言しました intensely.
    “Homeless, because his mother is a selfish bitch!” Lucy explained, angered.
    “Do not use that language in here. Lower your voice,” Stacey commanded.
    “Lucy will do whatever the hell she wants. あなた are not her parental figure,” I said, becoming pissed at the woman across from me.
    “No one is, because this child is bad. No one wants her!” Stacey said.
    “I want to be her mentor,” I said. I could not adopt her, Grey would have a fit. I didn’t want to listen to her complain.
    “Why?” Stacey asked.
    “To teach her a person like あなた is what poisons the world,” I 発言しました my voice strong.
    “Fine, you’ll see what I’m talking about. Maybe you’ll put some respect into her, and then it will rub off on you,” Stacey said.
    “Lucy, または I, aren’t the ones who need it,” I took Lucy によって the hand, and walked out of Social Services.