Namine treaded lightly in the sand, her boots getting slightly more filled with sand at every step. She couldn't imagine the chance of moving here. Twilight Town was her sanctuary, the only home she'd ever known. The memories that haunted her brain, lingered in her dreams.
She heard a voice come from far along the beach, but it was still crystal clear, like the melodious sound of a piccolo playing into her ear.
Her friend approached, calling worriedly, "Namine!" Concern dusted her hazy blue eyes.
"Hey, Kairi." Namine had no enthusiasm left in her voice, but she tried to muster up all she could. When she looked up to see her friend's face, she noticed that she now had a companion with her.
Without haste, the black-haired girl yelled out her input. "Where were you?" Her voice was sharp and was more like a falcon in Namine's ears.
"Yeah, we've looked everywhere for you!" Kairi's auburn hair swung into her face harshly, like a whip being cracked, as she flicked her head back in frustration.
Namine didn't have many friends –she was sheltered from the world- but Kairi and Xion were two people who were irreplaceable to her. They attended Twilight Town Preparatory School with her.
Namine opened her mouth to reply to their onslaught, but Xion beat her to it. "And not to mention your parents are worried sick!"
"Gosh!" Namine began to lose the patience she once had. It ticked away with every word coming out of their rapidly moving lips. "You sound just like them."
Immediately, Kairi resented her harsh, cutting tone. "Nam, you know were just worried after, well, you know." A long silence filled the salty ocean air. Eventually, Kairi touched Namine's arm lightly to say let's go.
The girls started back towards the train station, contemplating this year's events silently in their own minds. Neither of the ladies shared a word the entire ride home.
When they finally reached their home town, Kairi was the first to speak up. "Nami, promise me you'll go straight home, please."
Namine grumbled, but she could not refuse her friend's simple request. "Promise."
The girls went their separate ways, each a different, lamp lit direction. As Namine headed up the hilled brick road, the sand left in her grey, flat-bottomed ankle boots found its way into her socks, she walked uncomfortably, barely aware of her surroundings.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of something, or rather, someone, out of the corner of her sky blue eye. All she was able to catch at the moment was spiky blonde hair, and a wisp of the deepest blue she had ever seen.
"Who's there?" she cried out as she spun around, her pale blonde hair cascading into her face, but no one was there. "Calm down, Namine, it's nothing, nobody."
But, she soon saw another figure sitting at the edge of an alley way. This time, all she caught was the silhouette. The first thing she recognized was the spiky hair.
The figure approached her, and her heart stopped.
Namine shot up out of her snow white silk covers, breathing heavily, in and out, in and out. She felt like someone had just thrown her off a cliff, and all she could do was fall. What just happened, it was all just a dream. But what parts were real? She ran her dainty, pale fingers through her hair, processing the events she remembered. Stumbling, she got out of bed. She noticed she was still dressed in the outfit she wore yesterday.
She started to wriggle out of her blue leggings when she remembered the blue from her dream, or whatever it was. The blue that she'd never seen before, something like an enchanting cross between the ocean, the sky, and sapphires. But there was something special about this color, something she felt she recognized.
Out of nowhere, it came to her. They were eyes. But who's eyes. Namine knew she'd seen them before, but where?
She had to think, get out of her house. Quickly, she slipped into a white skirt and struggled into a white camisole. When she looked out the window and saw the leaves blowing around and the torrential rain pounding the bricks, she added a green sweater.
On her way down the wooden stairs and out the door, she tugged her slouchy grey boots onto her feet. There were still a couple grains of sand left in them, and they rubbed against her slender, socked feet. Just before she ran out the door, she noticed her parents weren't home, as usual.
The streets were grey and sullen. Namine was the only one out, walking in the misty air. Her hair was soaked and flattened against her head. Eventually, she reached the train station. Without even a second of eye contact, she handed the ticket vendor her money and grasped the ticket firmly in her hand.
When she looked up, she saw a group of kids who seemed around her age standing around discussing something in hushed tones. But something stopped Namine dead in her tracks. One of the boys had spiky blonde hair, but that wasn't what got her. It was his eyes. His perfectly blue eyes.
A look of combined confusion and angst spread itself across her soft, heart-shaped face, flooding through her eyes and plastering onto her young profile as she stood petrified.
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