(4) The new kids, and the Body

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A lone boys runs across a field,

Lonely and hungry, and broody.

There he runs into snow,

A delicate beauty.

He takes her cold chilled hands,

And they go Running affray.

Without a care in the world,

They run in circles as they play.

They laugh and giggle,

The boy is no longer lonely.

Snow's laugh is a quiet whisper,

It souths the boy, he has found a crony.

The boy becomes sleepy,

For it is now night.

He takes one last look at Snow

She covers him in a silky blankety putting him to sleep, a deep one he is never to awake from.

Deep in the woods outside the College a young girl is running for her life. She is lost alone, and afraid. She knows not what is chasing her other than she can't let herself get caught. "Leave me alone!" She shouts. No response. She turns a corner just to see it right there in front of her. It is nothing but a silhouette, it is fading in and out, so it looks like three people in one. All have glowing white eyes. "Running is pointless." Says the silhouette. "No!" Yells the girl, she turns and runs the other way. Three more silhouettes appear and slowly close in on her. Two more come behind her. She looks to the sides for a way out but sees none for there are more creatures on all sides. "What do you want from me!" she shrieks. The creatures surround her and the lead one which looks different from the others points at her breast pocket. The student knows exactly what the creature was after, and if she could give it up to escape this adverse nightmare, she would do it in a heartbeat, but if a girl screams in the middle of the woods but there is on one to hear her, does she scream at all?

Justin had recently been accepted into the great college of Magic which would allow him to continue his penchant of learning and knowledge in the recently repopulated country of magic. As of now it was the only one in the country therefore it wasn't hard to get in and he was overall a pretty bright student. He had one problem though, which was his inability to make friends. He was just too shy; he had tried many times before but just couldn't do it. He would mostly just watch other kids and imagine what great friends they would be, but that almost never worked out. I say almost because this story was his exception.

He had been at the college for four months now without any luck of finding a friend or even someone he imagined being friends with. All of the guys had no shared interests with him and the girls were just too much for him, so he mostly kept to himself. One day he was walking to his lecture when he nearly got knocked to his feet by some girl. He only caught a glimpse of her, she was about his height (6 '1) and she had pale blue eyes and snowy white hair. She was wearing a white T-shirt and Black shorts. She had headphones on, and he assumed she was running late to her lecture. What a beautiful young woman He had thought to himself. Must be lucky to be her friend He thought wistfully. If only.

After his lecture was over, he went down to the mess hall. He took his normal seat in the corner; he had expected to eat alone that day but much to his surprise one of the students who was his age came to sit with him. He had seen the kid many times before, his name was Jacob. Jacob was in charge of the Engineering club; he was friendly enough Justin was too shy to have ever talked to him.

"Hi Justin, mind if I sit here?" Asked Jacob as he took a seat. This was the first time anyone had talked to him, so he just nodded without demur. Jacob sat in silence just eating his meal for a little bit before saying, "I saw that you got plowed by that new girl earlier." Justin looked at him. "New girl?" "Ya, she only just came in yesterday, apparently she got, and I quote, Lost in the woods. Quite strange." "Very, do you umm, know her name by any chance?" Asked Justin. "Yea, but I thought everyone did by now, she brought a lot of attention upon herself when she first came the other day. Anyways, her name is Bonnie." "Bonnie." Whispered Justin to himself, how he wished he had the courage to go talk to her.

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