Stary threw her backpack down as she entered her room. It made a loud 'thud' against the floor. With a snivvel, she took two steps to climb into her bed, the bottom bunk missing. Soft sobs emitted from her pillow as she flopped face-down onto it. Her gold-tipped brown hair was skewed about her.
After a few minutes, a honey-haired boy poked his head in. Dusty silver eyed were full of worry. next to him, a silver-haired girl, slightly shorter than him appeared. She looked worried, too.
"Stary?" The boy walked up to the bed's edge. One puffy red-rimmed gold eye peirced the mess of bronzen-and gold hair.
"What?" She snivvled.
"What's wrong?" The boy's voice was sweet, caring, gentle.
"Everyone around me is dying!" Stary sobbed aloud. "First it was Shadow, then Rin, then Steeve, then Karl, and so many others, and, oh Alphonse!" Her tears overwhelmed her. Alphonse looked at the girl in the doorway, truly unsure of what to do.The girl entered, already writing in her hard-covered Silver notebook with a blue pen. Her violet gaze drifted up to Stary.
People die, Stary. That's the way life flows. Only flows in one direction. I'm afraid the'res nothing we can do about it. She wrote. Stary glanced over it breifly.
"And you would know all about it..."
"Me, too." Al replied. "All you can do is bear with it."
"Silence, Alphonse..." Stary sat up. "... Thank you..."
Get your homework done, Candy must be waiting for you.
"I'm sure. Envy and Edward must be waiting for you two." Stary smiled. Si turned red.
...yeah... Envy...
"Heh, come on, Si. Why don't yuo just tell him?" Stary teased.
He'll NEVER understand...
"Give it a shot, Si! Maybe he will!" Al smiled sweetly. "Who knows! He does have a soft side for you."
Oh please..
"Seriously!" Stary grinned. "He does. Just try. One more time. For you both."
... Alright, one more time.
Stary turned on her computer.
"Alright, Candy, let's go."
And she proceeded to spill her guts to her friend on the other side of the internet.