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Prologue
"Are you all going to leave now?" A tall guy with short black hair grumbled.
"Y-yes but, what exactly are we looking for?" Somebody else asked.
The tall person's sleeves fell past his hands, making it hard to tell what gesture he was making. "You'll know him when you see him, we've gotten his brother, now it's time for the real deal."
"I assume I need to gather a search party then?"
"Yes, of course! It's very obvious, you know."
"Alright then."
"But you all know I can't let you do this alone so I'm heading out too."
"Yes, we're all highly aware of how little you rely on us."
"Now you've come to your senses." He crossed his arms and shooed the other person away.
He turns the corner, only to be surprised by exactly what he was looking for. A small white cat with dark grey horns stares at him in confusion. It's funny how easily his goals come to him.
"Skyler."
"Will, you came! I was starting to think you've gotten bored of me."
"Oh please, it's hard to get bored of someone as confusing as you."
The cat morphed into a human form and tugged on his sleeve. "I guess you're right." He shrugged. "You know, you don't need to wear oversized sleeves like this."
"It's my choice, Skyler."
"I'll know exactly where this argument will lead, so I'll stop it right here."
I tug my bookbag forward, making sure the school books from this 8th grade year don't come tumbling out. One of the great things about the end of the school year is that you can get rid of those binders and text books once and for all. Either let them sit around in your room, or throw them out. Extra time to daydream, too.

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This is a prologue to an upcoming story I'm working on.