It was spring. A little girl was holding extremely tight to her older sister's hand as they walked to a place that the youngest of the two knew nothing of. The pink blossoms from the trees swirled around them in the wind.

"Alice, you don't have to be so nervous." The older sister chuckled, glancing down at the young girl. She smiled as her little sister glanced up at her with her big, blue eyes. But of course the girl was nervous. A new town and new places. They were going to the park for some fresh air. Perhaps meet new people as well. Make some friends that were in the area.

In the distance, Alice could see the park. It was a decent size with plenty of kids from what she could see. There were swings and a seesaw, a merry-go-round. A jungle gym, a slide, monkey bars, and a tire swing. The five year old clung to her sister's arm. Once the pair was a few yards away from the sandy terrain of the playground, the older sister sat down under a tree and pulled out a book.

"Lorina, can I stay here with you?" Alice asked.

"Don't you want to go play?" Lorina answered, looking over her book at the small girl. She shook her head. "Why not?"

"I want you to read to me." Alice said, sitting as close to her sister as she could. Lorina slightly laughed.

"I'm sorry, Alice, but I doubt you would want me to read you this book. It's so confusing." She smiled and patted her sister's head. "It's about a girl who falls into a strange world."

"Yeah, sounds fine." Alice muttered, not even paying attention. She was attempting to catch a butterfly.

"You have already grown bored of me just telling you what the story is about. How will I keep your attention if I actually read it?" Lorina asked as Alice closed her hands over the butterfly, hoping to have caught it. But she opened her hands to find them empty and scowled, looking around to find the escaped butterfly. "Just go try to make friends in the park." Lorina said, pointing to the play area.

"Fine," Alice groaned, stomping off. Lorina only chuckled before opening to a page in her book and reading.

Alice glanced along the many faces in the park. Two small boys that seemed to be twins were using the seesaw so there was no way she would get to. Perhaps she could just sit out and watch the other kids on the bench? No. There was a kid there too. He used an… umbrella? But the sun was shining… Alice shook her head. Everything seemed to be in use. She glanced at the swings. There were four swings, two were taken by boys and one was a baby swing. That left one swing open for the girl. She decided maybe that could be something to do.

"H-Hello," the girl said shyly to one of the boys. His black hair hung down to his shoulders and as soon as he saw the girl, an evil sparkle could be found within his green eyes. He kicked out his feet to "stop" and kicked sand up into the girl's face. She shielded her eyes from the onslaught of tiny pebbles as the black haired boy laughed at her. The boy that was swinging next to him, in turn, stopped swinging (but did not kick up as much sand).

Alice glared at the boy and he stopped laughing. His swinging buddy, a tall, older blond boy, frowned.

"I don't think that was very nice, Blood." He muttered.

"Shut up, Elliot." The boy called Blood spat. He then shrugged. "I was just having some fun." He then turned to the small, blond girl. "So what do you want?"

"I-I was wondering if I could swing on the swings with you." Elliot's bright blue eyes lit up. Obviously he didn't mind but Blood, on the other hand, pursed his lips.

"Why would I do that?" he asked, sourly. "These are my swings. MINE. Go play someplace else."

"But I want to swing." Alice mumbled sadly, glancing at the swings. Suddenly, the boy pushed her down onto the ground.

"Elliot, hold her down." Blood commanded. The blond boy did so, hesitantly of course.

"Isn't this kinda mean, Blood? What are you going to do to her?" Elliot questioned.

"Girls are icky." Blood answered. "Thus icky things must be done to them. DEE! DUM!" In a matter of seconds the two younger boys that were playing on the seesaw were now front and center of the mean child.

"Yeah, Blood?" the twins asked, looking at him with admiring eyes.

"Go get the cat poop." He laughed. An evil smile spread widely across his face as he stared at the girl that was now struggling on the ground.

"NO! Let me go!" she cried.

"Blood, isn't that mean?" Elliot asked again. "My mom says I should always respect girls."

"Help! Help!" Alice called out.

"What is going on here?" an older kid asked, walking up to the trio. He had jet black hair that, in the right light, was slightly blue and yellowish green eyes. The boy also had a strange scar shaped like a lizard on his neck. He seemed about the same age as Elliot, yet Elliot shirked away from the boy. The blond boy sat back and chuckled nervously, letting Alice go in the process. She quickly squirmed to her feet and hid behind the newcomer.

"Blood! Blood! We got the cat poo-" The twins yelled, running back to the others until they noticed the larger boy glaring at them. The two hid the poop behind their backs.

"You should be ashamed of yourselves. Being mean to—" he paused, hearing something from the other side of the playground.

"GRAY! GRAY, HELP!" someone called out. The boy quickly spun around and ran toward the person calling out colors. Alice looked at the evil boy and his "friends" before running after the other boy. She didn't want to stick around with them.

"Yes, Nightmare. What is it?" The boy asked a pale boy who was sitting on the ground holding his knee. His hair was a sleek, silver color and his eyes were a dull bluish grey.

"Gray! I hurt my knee!" the boy called Nightmare whined. The bluish haired boy that Nightmare called Gray got down to Nightmare's level.

"I need to see it." Gray said, pulling out a random first aid kit. The other boy refused to show him his knee.

"Nooo, it hurts too much."

"I'm going to need to see it if you want a band aid." Gray sighed. The boy reluctantly pulled his hands away to reveal just a pink, irritated patch of skin. It wasn't even bleeding. Gray huffed out a sigh.

"Wait! No! I want a band aid!" Nightmare cried. "I want a Scooby Doo band aid." Gray rolled his eyes before digging into his first aid kit and pulled out a Hello Kitty band aid. "NO! I said Scooby Doo! Not Hello Kitty!"

"Well, I'm out of Scooby Doo so either you get Hello Kitty or you go without."

"I can go without." The child huffed out in anger, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting. Gray seemed to chuckle slightly before turning to Alice.

"You, were you- uhm. Were you hurt by those boys?" he asked, pointing back to the swings.

"I-I don't think so." Alice whispered, looking down to check for any cuts.

"Let me have a look," The boy insisted, checking her elbows and knees. After his investigation he found there were no cuts or bruises and determined Alice was perfectly fine. He smiled widely and extended his hand. "I don't think I have introduced myself. I'm Gray."

"My name is Alice." She said, taking his hand and shaking it.

"GRAY!" Nightmare moaned. Gray sighed heavily.

"Sorry, but I gotta go. See ya around!" He yelled out, running after Nightmare who was now heading for the monkey bars. Alice frowned before looking around the park to find someone else to possibly play with. As she looked she found the only other girl in the playground. She smiled slightly before heading towards the square jungle gym. The other girl was perched inside the maze of metal bars. She had extremely curly brown hair and eyes.

"Hi." Alice said to the younger girl. When she noticed Alice was there she pursed her lips and puffed out her cheeks in anger.

"ACE!" the girl screeched. She looked around the park until her eyes landed on a boy on the swings. "ACE!"

Alice looked at the boy swinging on the swing. The blond boy, Elliot, was glaring at the brunet while Blood was busy talking to the twins who were once again on the seesaw. The brunet boy, upon hearing his name, smiled widely and, at the top of the forward swing, jumped out of the seat. Alice watched in awe as the boy seemed to fly for several second before landing flat on his face. However, that did not stop the boy from reporting in to the younger girl. After pulling his face out of the sand he made a stance as if he actually stuck the landing perfectly and ran toward the jungle gym. His deep, reddish brown eyes fixated on Alice.

"Yes, Vivaldi—I mean, my queen?" He asked, not daring to look at the angry girl.

"Get her away from my castle. She is disturbing my tea party." She groaned, puffing out her cheeks.

"I will make sure to get rid of her." Ace said, bending over to pick up a hand full of sand. He flung it right at Alice who screamed at the top of her lungs and shielding her face.

"Don't throw sand, you dumby head!" Vivaldi growled. The boy abruptly stopped. Alice, however, did not want to stick around these seemingly crazy people either and so she turned and ran away. She could still hear the girl yelling at the boy in the distance.

As she ran, however, something snagged her collar that made her stop running. Looking around there was nobody in sight.

"Up here, you idiot." Someone said bitterly. She looked up to find two boys that looked exactly alike playing on the monkey bars. Red hair and brown eyes. One wore a black T-shirt while the other wore a white one. The boy in white was hanging upside down by one of the metal bars while the other boy was sitting on the bars. The boy that was hanging upside down only laughed as he swung back and forth. This, however, seemed to make his twin angry. In an instant, he kicked his brother, knocking him down off of the monkey bars and landing on his head.

"What was that for, Black?!" the boy yelled.

"You annoy me, White." Black shrugged. The boy called White puffed up his cheeks in anger and started pouting before glancing at Alice and smiling.

"Hello~" he chimed. "My name is White."

"That's a weird name." Alice said blankly, staring at the patches of sand stuck in his hair.

"Yeah, well… Your face is weird!" he barked.

"Yeah," laughed Black, "you're either a funny looking boy or a REALLY ugly girl." He sneered.

"You're mean!" Alice yelled.

"Life is mean." He shot back even though he couldn't be over a year older than her. Her eyes filled with tears as she darted away from the two who just shrugged it off.

Alice came to the tire swing. She wiped the tears from her eyes and watched as a boy, seeming to be the same age as her, spun the tire around and around. He had pink hair for some reason and goldish hazel eyes. As the tire swing spun he stepped back and laughed as the kid that was riding the tire swing screamed at the top of his lungs and began to panic. From the blur, Alice could tell he had orangey hair with blond highlights.

"Hilights don't change the fact that you're a ginger!" the pink haired boy squealed with joy. Alice could hear the other boy whimper. It began to slow down enough to the point that Alice could see that the boy had tears falling from his green eyes.

"C-can I play?" Alice asked hesitantly. She hoped that maybe the boy wouldn't want to spin her as fast as he spun the other boy.

"Hehe, Sure!" the kid chuckled, grabbing at the tire to make it stop spinning. As soon as it stopped, the dizzy boy jumped off and staggered away. The pink haired boy looked expectantly at Alice and waited for her to get on. She hesitated. "What? You don't want to ride?" he asked. Within a moment the boy was standing on the tire. "SPIN ME!" he called out. Alice blinked several times before taking the chains into her hands and yanking as hard as she could. The tire just barely spun.

"What was that?" he laughed hysterically. "You're just as weak as Pierce!"

"Don't call me weak!" Alice yelled, pushing the tire. Unfortunately for her, the tire swung back and hit her making her topple over. At this point, the boy nearly fell off the tire because he was laughing so hard. Alice puffed out her cheeks in anger. "I don't want to play with you anymore." She got up and left the boy to play on the tire swing all by himself.

"Is something wrong?" someone asked as Alice stomped past. She paused and looked at the kid. The merry-go-round slowly turned as the boy walked on it like a treadmill, ducking under the metal bars as they came. His pace was just enough to keep from falling behind. This kid was probably the oldest of all the others she had ran into at this park. His reddish brown hair was pulled back into a braid and his teal eyes shimmed from behind his glasses. He pushed the glasses up the bridge of his nose and smiled. "You sure look peeved."

"Peeved?" Alice wondered, not knowing the meaning of the word.

"Yeah. You look angry. Something wrong?" He questioned once again.

"Oh, er… yeah. Just some kid on the tire swing was being a big bully." Alice muttered. The other kid shrugged.

"Sounds like Boris to me. He got pink hair?" he asked. Alice only nodded. "He had an accident with the Koolaid." The boy chuckled. "Anyway, I'm Gowland."

"Gowland? What kind of name is that?" Alice slightly giggled. Gowland's grin grew wider at the sound of her laughter.

"It's my last name… What's yours?"

"Liddell." Alice answered, giggling slightly. Gowland raised his eyebrow.

"Liddell?"

"Yeah, but that's my last name. My name is Alice."

"Well I am glad to meetcha. I-"

"Hey MARY. Whatchya doing MARY? Talking to the new girl, MARY?" someone asked snidely. Gowland's eye twitched in irritation. He knew exactly who it was.

"Shut up, Blood!" he roared, glaring at the black-haired boy.

"Hey, Blood. Ya know whats funny? If you put yours and Gowland's name together you get Bloody Mary." Elliot said, walking up behind the shorter boy.

"Shut up, Elliot!" Blood growled, turning to the blond. Gowland's eye twitched even more.

"Your name is Mary?" Alice asked. Gowland couldn't help but explode with rage.

"Shut up! You're all dumby heads! Just go away and leave me alone!" He took a handful of sand and threw it at Blood. "The one girl- ONE GIRL- that didn't know my name and you just HAD to tell her?! I HATE YOU BLOOD DUPRE!"

Alice's mouth fell agape at how fast the boy could be so friendly and then suddenly explode in rage. She could see why he didn't like the name Mary. It's a girl's name. Alice watched as Blood blew a raspberry at Gowland. He snorted with rage and darted toward Blood, who ran away, smiling. It seemed as if playing chase with Gowland was his favorite pastime. She frowned after Elliot turned and left her too. Perhaps she just wasn't supposed to make friends here on the playground. She walked sadly to the bench and sat down. She had a strange feeling that someone was staring at her.

Someone WAS staring at her. Well, more like scowling. His pink eyes were fixated right on Alice. She nearly fell off the bench in fright. He was the first person she ever seen that had pink eyes. She was reminded of those cute bunnies at the pet store. They had pink eyes and white fur. This kid had white hair and pale skin. He held and umbrella to keep the sunlight from touching his fair skin.

"Uh, hello?" She practically asked. The boy frowned and looked away. Alice scooted closer. "What is your name?"

"AH! STAY AWAY FROM ME! GERMS!" the boy screeched. Alice was once more taken aback.

"What do you mean germs?" Alice asked, slightly irritated.

"YOU!" he hissed, moving as close to the edge of the bench as possible. "You are covered in germs and bacteria and viruses! You're trying to give me a cold and the flu and—and the Black Plague!"

"What?" Alice croaked.

"You're dirty and disgusting and mean! Stop making fun of me!" The boy cried out.

"I-I didn't even say anything!" Alice yelled. "I just wanted to get to know you because I like your eyes!" she huffed out in anger and stomped off, leaving the boy surprised. Nobody had ever said that they liked his eyes before.

Alice looked around the playground once more. It seemed she had met everybody now. She didn't really like any of them. They were all… weird. She only wanted to play by herself now. All the equipment was already in use by the weirdos though. Well, all but one. Alice glanced at the towering slide. It had bars going up to an enclosed platform that exited through a swirling slide. She came to the ladder and looked up. As she reached out to take one of the bars, someone grabbed her.

"Hey! Don't go up there!" Elliot said, trying to drag Alice away from the slide. "There is a big bully up there."

"A-a bully?" Alice asked while squirming to break free.

"Yeah. He-he pushed me down the slide and I slid down the entire thing face first." The blond boy said, touching his face and flinching at the memory.

"W-well I don't believe you!" She shouted, breaking free. "If anybody is a bully, it's you!" she turned and ran back to the slide. Elliot only watched her run with an extremely hurt expression on his face. Did she really think he was a bully?

The ladder was now daunting to the girl. What if there was a bully up there? Like the troll that lived under the bridge. There was only one way to find out now. She climbed the ladder to the top of the tower. She blinked into the darkness and found a boy.

"A-are you the bully?" Alice gasped. The boy looked up from what he was doing making it easier for Alice to see his face. He was just a boy, not a troll. He didn't even seem like he could BE a bully. If anything, others would bully him. His long black hair was pulled back into a pony tail and there were glasses perched on his nose. In his hands was a small electrical device, a Gameboy.

"What are you doing up here?" He growled angrily.

"I-I… I wanted to slide." Alice said, pointing to the exit. The boy glanced out and then looked back at Alice. After a brief pause he opened his mouth again.

"Aren't you going to slide then?" he seemed slightly irritated.

"W-well…" She trailed off. "I don't want you to push me down the slide."

"Push you?" the boy asked, pausing his Gameboy and shoving it into his pocket. "Why would I do something as stupid as that?"

"E-Elliot said-"

"Elliot? That guy has some issues with me and I don't know why." The boy muttered, crossing his arms over his chest.

"He said you pushed him." Alice finally got to say.

"Me? Push him?" he slightly snorted with laughter. "No. That was Blood Dupre."

"Blood? But aren't they best friends?" Alice asked, confused.

"Elliot tends to think so but Blood… well… maybe Blood just doesn't know how to treat friends. Who knows? All I know is that he is mean to everybody." The boy shrugged and looked out onto the playground.

"So… you're not a bully?"

"Do I look like a bully?" he pointed out.

"I-I guess not…" Alice muttered, sitting down in a dark corner. "My name is Alice."

"Julius." Alice sighed heavily and pulled up her knees to her chest. Why were all the kids so mean to her? She could feel tears welling up in her eyes. Why did she even bother? "A-are you okay?" Julius asked, noticing the girl crying. She wiped away the tears from her eyes and sniffled. "Uhm, I-…" he trailed off, thinking of something that could possibly cheer the girl up. "D-do you want to, uh, play my Gameboy?" Julius asked, pulling out the Gameboy and holding it out to the girl.


This story is nowhere near completed. It was originally going to be a oneshot but after the ideas began to pile up and I was so many words in and nowhere near finished. I have a long way to go on this story so please do be patient.

Anyway, thanks for reading and I would love if you could review. Please and thank you.