::Sawyer sat on her bed. She'd taped up all of the cards and letters that Danny had
given to her when they had been reunited on Thanksgiving. He'd promised not to leave without her... And yet it was twice now that he'd disappeared on her. She looked up at the photos and letters and articles that Danny had given her, glad that her friends at home were at least doing well.
Maybe she'd go back to the arcade in a bit... She just hated the risk of running into others there. There were so few people here that she really felt she could get along with... If only Danny was still here. She'd promised him she would be more optimistic and social, but it was hard when the only person she ever seemed to run into was the only person she found herself disliking as much as Darla Dimple...::