The sun is still bright, warm against my skin as we walk along the boardwalk. The wind is strong today, my hair pulled back into a bun to keep it from hitting my face and Molly's. Molly, a girl I've found myself around very much since two weeks ago. Two weeks ago when Flynn left, I saw his family fall apart, and I found my strength in confiding in her. Confiding in her not about the werewolf community, but I told her how Flynn is in a trough situation, so bad that he had to go away and his parents came to me. Came to me and I watched as they unraveled before my very eyes. Molly helped me, staying with me and comforting me. So for two weeks we have been having our, enjoying each other's company, laughing together as if best friends for years.
For tonight we are an hour away from our town,
