Young Writers Society

Welcome to Western Heights! What time's your train? Oh, well until then, take a seat or find some refreshments! Chat with other passengers or take the time to catch up with our free wi-fi! Just remember, a security guard is watching at each exit for your safety and the safety of others. So be considerate and respect the rules listed below.

No godmodding.
No sex. Uh, duh.
No excessive swearing.
Character descriptions/profiles aren't necessary but if you must, please place in a spoiler above your post.
List your character's name at the top of each post.

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Lilian Grant

Pulling the overused cap over my forehead again, I slide to the floor beside the restrooms. The security guards never noticed me there before and i didn't want them to start. I tuck my chestnut brown hair away and make sure my teal eyes are hidden from view, crossing my arms across my chest in wait of someone. They said they'd help, bring me back to the way things were. I just hope they get here soon.

Niall

I walked into the station, running a hand through my hair with a sigh. I see a girl by the restrooms and I tucked my hand in my pockets, something familiar about her.

Lilian

A boy seems to focus in on me and I shift uncomfortably, hoping that I don't know him from before. But what if he's the one who will help me? What if he's the way out of this mess? I swallow and briefly close my eyes to clear my mind, wondering when he'll approach, if he'll approach.

Niall

Curiousity takes over and I hesitantly waltz over, crouching infront of her but keeping my distance. "Hi. I'm Niall. You look familiar."

Lilian

He crouches in front of me and I keep my face hidden, studying him as he introduces himself. His name...

"Lil," I tell him in a small voice, not wanting to give away my full name.

Niall

I swallow, feeling how she feels. "It's okay. I wont hurt you." I say, taking my hood off my head. "I promise." I flash a small smile.

Aaah! This is my sister's account, not mine! This is what happens when she steals my computer!

mery Wilhardt
Emery, at age six, had nine older siblings and two younger sisters. As little children are prone to doing, Emery is prone to wandering off. So when Emery's hand slipped out of her older brother's hand in the hubbub of boarding, no one noticed until it was too late.
"Emery!" her mother cried out the window, reaching out as if some supernatural force would pull her daughter into her protective arms if she reached far enough.
"Mommy?" Emery asked, her bottom lip trembling. But then the train was gone and Emery was alone. Jostled by the crowd, Emery was pushed to the back wall by the restrooms, where she immediately collapsed into tears, her dark curls covering her face.

Lilian

He removes his hood and I gasp, recognizing him immediately.

"Niall," I whisper, my heart doing weird kicks and flips within my chest.

Keeping myself concealed, I tackle him in a hug and never wish to let go, finding tears of both joy and fear and shame in my eyes. Before anything more can happen, i notice a little girl crying a little further away from us. She looks abandoned and torn. I compose myself, allowing Niall to look me in the eyes and recognize me as well, before slowly leading him to the girl and trying to comfort her.

Niall

Lily tackles me and I chuckle. When I see that little girl cry, my heart melts. I walk over to her and look her in the eyes, giving her my award winning tiny smile. "You alright sweetheart?" I ask, crouching down before her.

Emery-
A boy kneels before her and asks her if she's alright.
"No, I'm not al-alright!" Emery sobs, "It's n-not f-f-fair! They forgot m-me." A girl came beside her, patting her back and Emery cried on her shoulder for awhile. Finally, when she was done crying, she pulled away and wiped her nose on her sleeve.
"I'm Emery," she said, quieter tears still running down her face.

Andrew!

I flash into the station. Looking down at my ticket.

Dammit Rayah, you know I don't like trains.

I think a little bit on why I was at the station, going to meet a friend Rayah's. Why she didn't want me to flash to that location I don't know.

I look around the station. I'm standing on one of the platforms in the open. I backpack over my shoulder.

What a dismal place this is...

Niall

I swallow at how she was crying. "I'm Niall." I say calmly. I glance around and see a guy in the open, instantly reminding me of a close friend of My Rayah.

"Holy..." I stop myself from cursing. "Andrew?!" I stand. "Rayah told me all about you!"

Lilian

I comfort the girl, forgetting about concealing myself for a moment and glancing up at Niall every so often.

"I'm Emery," She introduces herself.

I'm about to tell her my nickname before noticing another boy with a backpack. Something about him is strange to me. I compose myself and let the little girl call me Lily, as Niall does.

Niall stands and almost curses, greeting the boy. I glance away, hiding the emotions coming from the use of the name Rayah in his sentence. I shake my head at myself and bury them, thinking about how stupid it is for me to think of anything more than our close friendship between us.