Unshed Tears

By Kael Clearstar

Prologue

Wyn was a normal girl. For where she lived. OK, so she was Goth-ish,

and enjoyed using her creative imagination to write Fantasy/Adventure

stories. Other then that, she was just like every other girl in Silver

Gryffin Jr. High. Terrified.

Haven, by definition, was a black town. The news reporter always

droned on about the latest crimes and criminal want ads. Where no one,

especially Jr. High girls, was safe after dark. If they were safe to begin

with. Wyn was one of many Goths in the eighth grade. She was very pretty.

Ear lobe length golden blonde hair, blue-grey-silver eyes always alert

with caution. Black was one of many color that looked extremely well on

her. She wasn't a heavy Goth like Dameon or Malory, but she went with the

trends. She often caught guys eyeing her. Wyn's reaction...

"READ BETWEEN THE LINES, BASTARD!" she yelled, for at least the

10th time since lunch.

"Hey, somethin eatin you?" Llana asked.

"Yea, those fuckin bitches lookin at me." Llana gave her a queer

look.

"You know..."

"Oh, well, one reason to travel in groups. And never go out after

dark."

"Too true. If only I could find someway to get away..."

"Stop daydreaming, Wyn." Leif said, "even if we could get away,

where would we go?"

"DESTINY ISLAND!" Kairi shouted. They all laughed. Kairi was really

Silma, but she was so obsessed with Kingdom Hearts, they just called her Kairi.

"Well, it would be kinda cool. Go meet Sora..." Llana pondered.

"RIKU! Riku Riku Riku Rikuuuuuu!" Kairi was, after KH, obsessed

with Riku, from KH.

"Wyn!" Daemon ran up to Wyn's little group. It was right after

school. And they wee walking to their buses.

"Wyn, when do you want me over?"

"ASAP. I don't like leaving anyone in the dark." the group shuddered.

"So, party starts pretty much as soon as I get home. You'll

probably be the last one there, but, that's okay."

"Yea, okay, see ya then!" he turned, waved, and winked to Wyn.

Most girls would have blushed, giggled, you know the gig. But

Wyn was trained to hide, when wanted, her two most strongest feelings:

Love, and Despair. She'd never cried since she was little, so, it was no

surprise that Wyn only smiled sweetly.

"So. What are we goin ta do at this party?" Wyn let her self melt

back into the gossip with her friends. But Daemon was always in the back

of her mind.