Lovely Friendship!

Chapter 1: Tigerlily Winters

(Flashback)

I looked out the window, taking in the lighting strikes and pounding rain. I was an about nine at the time, and was at home with my family eating dinner. We lived a happy life in Risembol, I had friends I intended to keep and a new little sister that I loved dearly .My mother and father had sat next to each, whispering quietly like they do when it's a conversation not for me to hear. I continued to stare out the window and eat silently, wondering how my friends were doing, until I heard my father clear his throat. My eyes venture to the two adults at the table; my mother folded her hands under her chin and looked at me. Her deep brown eyes had been soft and filled with love, like always.

"Lily, sweetie, there is something important we have to tell you." She said.

"What is it mommy?" I had asked.

"Well, I know how much you love it here, and we do too, but unfortunately we have to move." She explained. As a little girl I didn't keep anything I had to say in, if I dislike something I told them.

"I don't want to move! This is stupid; why, why do we have to move?!" I had yelled.

"Please, Lily, lower your voice and be calm about this." My mother told me calmly. I was too frustrated to listen to her; I pushed up from my seat and stormed up the stairs. I cried that night, burying my face into my pillow to muffle the sobs. I was young, but I was also strong. Never showing weakness in front of people; only because I hated to be pitied, and I hated the awkward conversation that followed it. The false, "I feel bad for you", "I know how you feel", or "It's okay, you'll get through this." It had no meaning behind it, so why say it was my question.

(Flashback Over)

I sighed and looked up at my ceiling; I don't know why I had this memory just now. It seems so random, I hadn't thought of my life there in so long. It felt so distant. I ran a hand through my black hair and looked at the clock, it was pretty late. I pulled the blankets around me tightly, snuggling my face into them. I am now sixteen years old and I live in central. I'm an alchemist, and I work at the military. My name is Tigerlily Winters and I'm the "Healing Heart Alchemist". Thinking about it now those friends of mine I haven't heard from in forever; I wonder how their doing? All well, it's late I have to work tomorrow. So, I'll just go to sleep now.

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