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I looked out the window of my hand-me-down convertible. The ocean's waves glistened a unique shade of sapphire on this particullarly obnoxious sunny day. A bizzare day for me to be out and about - especially being headed for the beach. Living in a place like Florida, there's not much for a guy to do after school other than head to the beach: our malls suck, the girl's here are only pretty during spring break, and nothing ever haooens here. I think the biggest sensation was when the hurricanes hit.

But my mind was far from the tropical paradise of the shoreline, which happening to be riddled with litter. I was thinking of her - a very unusual girl, named Elysia. A beautiful girl named Elysia. She's from out of state, but refuses to tell anyone where. She's awfully strange for a Florida kid; really pale, sparkling dark eyes, onyx hair that covers half her face whenever she wears it down, and awkward cameos of dead people. But something about her, I haven't a clue, but something about her just tantalizes me.