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"What's wrong with Mollie? She's so weird..." murmured one of the class girls. The girl stood there, looking down at Mollie for a moment, before skipped away to meet with her giggling friends. Silently, Mollie sat, her dark brown hair reached the ends of her elbows, her long bangs nearly covered her emotionless face, and one of her delicate hands was spread over her table while the other dangled beside her. She stared down at her open hand as she sat in her desk. She barely moved until the chatter of her peers disappeared with the end of the school day. She quietly pushed out of her seat and made her way down the empty school halls, to the outside school field. A gentle breeze touched Mollie's pale cold face when she made her way to the empty swing set the school had installed. She looked at the rosy sky and sat in one of the pairs of swings. She lifted one of her hands and grasped the metal chain of the swing and pushed back with her feet gently, allowing the air around her to be disturbed. She lowered her head and placed her free hand in her lap, palm facing up. Mollie grimaced and tightened her grip on the chain beside her.
"Why...?" she whispered to herself. "Why?"

The next morning was the same, as was the next four months of school. Everyday Mollie's classmates would try to get a reaction from silent Mollie. Attempting to see if there was anything "alive" in Mollie. But Mollie never spoke. She never looked at anyone. She only stared into her pale hand. As time passed, Mollie's peers gave up trying. They simply let her be. Not caring at all what Mollie wanted...

Several more weeks passed and nothing had changed... except a new student to the academy had arrived. His name was Colby. A tall young man with golden ruffled hair and light blue eyes. As soon as he was introduced, everyone in the class flocked eagerly around him to learn all they could about this new student. Everyone except Mollie. Colby could barely see but at the first chance of freedom, he caught a glimpse of a lonely girl. "An outcast?" he thought. "But why?" His eyes were captivated in the beauty of the girl's long dark silk hair. The mysterious aura around the girl sparked his curiosity. He decided upon himself to try to talk to the girl who sat in the back of the room. The only girl who interested him.

Edit: Okay i dun feels like finishing it.. but it ends by the guy going to the girl when she was at the swingset and offering to hold her hand cuz she felt like she couldn't be loved since no one holds her hand :T