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So I've decided to start writing a novel here. It's an idea that's been in my head for a while.

Trip packed his bags and leaned back against the wall. He ran his fingers over his light blond hair. Things were taking an interesting turn. He'd just gotten throw out of college for not being able to pay the money due. All he'd work so hard to achieve had been cruelly pulled away from him.

Not that it matter to much. Orphaned at the age of seven, Trip hadn't ever gotten a chance to ask his parents why they had to name him Trip. Trip wasn't even a name! It cause teasing to ensue the second it was announced to the class at school, and due to the fact that his ears were also pointed, then was simply nothing he could to stop the teasing. He frowned; his blue eyes narrowing. A funny name, and un-humanly pointed ears. That was all it took for his life to be throw off balance.

He took a last look around the room, and then walked swiftly out the door. He didn't look back. If would have, he might have noticed a shadow fall across the floor. Whether he noticed it or not, Trip was being followed.

That's all for now. I really struggle with intros. sweatdrop