Skipping along the streets, she had sold cookies. No one who she was or where she came from, but she seemed to be a young child. Her unnatural pink appearance in such a rich part of town was awkward to all. Well... except her. She would wake up to the blue sky and a bright fireball. "Todays a new day!" Unknown to her...
"Alls fair in love and war." But it wasn't. We were a group. Just a normal group of friends. The popular jock. The short rebel. The sweet sophisticated. And me, the shy nerd. That's all people would see in us, but we saw more in each other. We saw potential. We saw family. So we all moved in together; deep in a forest...