Walking along...

[Gemma Richards]

Gemma Richards was walking down the road, clutching her books to her chest. Her long red hair tumbled down far over her shoulders and her long blue dress swayed in the breeze. She was a beautiful girl but she couldn't see it herself. As she walked along, she was thinking about the conversation she had just had with her mother.

"Mum...why do we have to like boys. I mean why can't we just be happy with friends." Her mother shook her head a let out a tiny laugh. Her daughter was a so naive...but thats the way she liked it. The longer Gemma stayed unaware, the longer her mother could put off being a grandmother. "Sweetheart, we like boys because they make us safe. You don't even have to get married in this day and age. You can be alone and stil be happy..."

"You can be alone and still be happy..." These word whirled around Gemma's head like a maelstrom. Of course she could live without a man. She wasn't a weak girl. However, she found boys attractive and she wanted to get married like everyone dreamed of. A big white dress, flowers, everyone she loved being there...it was all she seemed to want in life and now it had been shattered.

[Melchior Gabor]

Melchior was walking along the streets as normal. He was going to his spot in the woods, and has his journal in his back pocket. It was warm enough outside, so Melchi wasn't wearing the jacket of his school uniform, and his sleeves were rolled up. Melchior looked down at the ground as he walked at a slow steady pace.

He looked up only to see Gemma heading towards him. He didn't know her very well, only a little. They hadn't seen each other for a while, due to the fact they were in different schools and such. He lifted his head, and said to Gemma "Mornin' Gemma" and stopped walking, hoping that she might too "Haven't seen you in a while, have I?" he stated bluntly, smiling as he did.

[Gemma Richards]

Gemma stopped walking and faced where the voice had come from. She saw Melchior Gabor stood roght by her, smiling that charming smile. She didn't know him very well but she knew he was a nice guy and great to talk to. He was such a quiet soul sometimes and a complete mystery to her but then again, so were most males. "Hey Melchior. Its been too long! Where are you off to?"

[Ernst Mann]

Ernst was walking along the street with his head down, thinking about a boy. As usual, the boy was Hanschen. He liked Hanschen. They always worked together in school.

Ernst was lost in his thoughts. So lost, in fact, that he walked right into a girl.

"Oh! Um...sorry....Gemma?" He was embarressed that he had walked into her and that he couldnt really remember her name.