• “-------! Wait up! Don’t go so fast! Wait for me -------!” A little blonde haired girl ran passed the hole in the wall where they where hiding. The one whose eyes I was looking through. I would guess it is Marluxia when he was younger. He walked out of hiding and chased the girl with caution, not letting her know he was behind her.
    “Come on -----! Hurry up!” Another girl’s voice sounded far ahead.
    “But -------! You are always running so fast! You never let me catch up!” The blonde wined.
    “I’m waiting now! So hurry up ------!” She yelled exasperated.
    “I’m coming okay?!”
    “Talking only slows you down so shut up and move!”
    The girl mumbled something but then continued running. We followed soon after. After two minutes or so we all caught up to the other girl with unevenly cut blackish red hair. “Bout’ time you caught up. Where you followed?”
    “Why are you so afraid of him? He’s not bad; he’s just trying to be friendly-”
    “Yeah well, he doesn’t belong, not after what he did-”
    “That wasn’t his fault!”
    “How can attacking us not be his fault?! He could have killed you! You almost died!”
    “He may be a little different, but he’s still good!”
    “But-”