Lucy didn't know how to stay happy, either way she always ended up crying, or when she was slightly smiling someone would break it. She knew that her friends were just trying to protect her, but in the worst ways. Punching isn't the answer. Yelling isn't the answer. Avoiding isn't the answer. Accusing isn't the answer. Nothing is the answer. Lucy walked on the edge of the side walk watching the water. It was another long day today, and Lucy was so tired she just wanted to fall a sleep in her own bed. She faced the water, and sighed at it. Earlier it looked clear, and beautiful, but now it's dark, and foggy. "Why do things change so quickly?" She thought to herself. Foot steps came by her, and stopped beside her. She didn't bother to look up to see who it is, it was probably someone who like the view of the ocean. "Hey." A familiar voice called. Lucy looked over to see a bottle of grape juice in someone's hand, she looked up to see Loke with a smile on his face, handing the juice to Lucy. "Want to talk?"

Loke, and Lucy talked for a while, and she felt better, but she felt guilt too. "I'm sorry if you thought I hated you..." He said, and Lucy frowned. "So you don't-" Loke shook his head. "Your different." Lucy laughed. "A good different." He repaid his mistake. "Thanks." They laughed. Loke's big smile faded.